Kirk Douglas

He wants me to call him Kirk?!

When I learned of the death of Kirk Douglas, I remembered the time I spent with him in his Beverly Hills home.

I was in the sixth grade when I was first introduced to art appreciation, (in a public school, no less). After presenting an … Read More

Note to Readers: Apologies for my absence. I’ve been working on completing a long-term project. It’s taken longer than expected. I hope to have another commentary on Friday, and return Tuesday. I appreciate your understanding. It was a time of fear; fear of communism; fear … Read More