#generational
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Artificial Intelligence and Fast Fashion
In a major departure from what I have previously written, I will capture here how I have begun to view the arc of Artificial Intelligence tools, their impact, and ultimate normalization. I will leverage clothing, fast fashion to be exact, and the resurgence of fine textiles for this analogy, so let’s explore that first. Not Continue reading
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Chapter II: The Mother Who Cost Me My Daughter
Oh, such a tempting title, but a very thorny one. The bold expression first soothes the devastated Mother in me, but then also tugs on the parts of me which have cultivated appreciation for how complex relationships are and how I do not wish to engage in the divisive behaviors from which I continue to Continue reading
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Chapter III: My Paternal Grandparents
Ultimately, most everything I know about my Paternal Grandparents is hear-say, save my childhood years during which I frequently spent one-on-one time with my Grandmother. As I earlier indicated, I’ll be changing names (if I use them at all) and writing what’s in my recollection, which means I am not claiming this is all the Continue reading
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Chapter IV: My Maternal Grandparents
Using the excuse of continuing by year of birth, I am feeling very grateful, yet heartbroken to write about my Mother’s Father, my favorite person in my entire childhood. He was born in 1920, in a village on The Hungarian Plains, south of Miskolc, and rich in his heart. While I don’t know this about Continue reading
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Chapter V: My Parents’ Siblings
My Father was the only living offspring for my Paternal Grandparents; I wrote about his Sister under the Paternal Grandparents section. In a previous post, I began talking about my Mother’s Brother, of whom, unfortunately, I mostly have cursory knowledge. During my childhood, I saw my Uncle and his Family maybe a handful of times. Continue reading
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Chapter VI: My Father
My Father. If there is an example to go along with what I have learned in the last forty-nine years about the complexity of humans, my Father is at the forefront. As a child in Hungary, whether it was reflective of Hungarian culture or reflective of my Family, people were quickly summed up by a Continue reading
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Chapter VII Part 1: My Mother
In the previous chapters, I described several key life events which I believe shaped my Mother, her Parents, Siblings, as well as her beliefs and decisions; therefore, I will be building on those earlier chapters as I now turn focus on my Mother. My Mother was born into a modest Family in Miskolc, Hungary, in Continue reading
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Chapter VII Part 3: My Mother Continued. Yes, still.
If you are still reading and have been in this for the long haul, Thank You! This is not a short story, as it involves the many facets of complicated humans. There are many layers and many perspectives, and conflicting accounts don’t invalidate any of those layers and perspectives. I’m not writing about good vs Continue reading
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Chapter IX: The Opportunities
I will use this chapter to capture the observations which are not new among those whose livelihood is the study and support of human development, but for me, represented a steep, protracted learning-curve. I will drop here the covers of books I have cherished along my spiritual journey of the last nineteen years, as well Continue reading
One More Perspective 