More Thoughtful Posts TK
Thanks so much for your patience—and your comments—while I'm here in Boca, writing currently from a Starbucks. I don't like Starbucks coffee much—I prefer Peets—but I'm a huge defender of the chain. Where else can you find a public bathroom in Manhattan? Hang out with a cup of coffee and log on to the Internet?
Meanwhile, a young couple is laughing and flirting at the next table over, and one of the barristas is chatting with the guy who wants to be her boyfriend and is waiting for her shift to end. Sweet.
Also, the Gold's Gym here is pretty great. Like an airplane hangar with weights.
Otherwise, Boca is not really my scene.
But I digress.
Why am I here? (As James Stockdale would say.)
I don't want to give away too much, but as some of you know, I am working on a book about baseball—the Yankee and Red Sox pennant race of 1978, in short—and, of course, Florida is a pretty good place to find baseball players. I was down here to interview one. Who? Oh, all right, I'll give you a hint. He once posed for Playgirl. Not enough? How about this: His middle name, in a certain New England state, begins with the letter "f."
In other miscellaneous news, I agree with Richard Thomas' interpretation (in the comments below) of Peter Gomes' editorial—wait, get it right, don't feel the need for a star, Harvard will make that person a star. I quoted him to exactly this effect in
Harvard Rules, and I doubt that his faith in the institution has flagged since then. (In fact, very likely the contrary.) I think the Reverend's knowledge of Harvard history helps him to take the long view.
Also, his faith in God.
And while I am flattered by my nomination to be the secretary of the Corporation, I doubt the current holder of that job has any inclination to leave it. And, heck, I'd only take the job if I could agitate for greater transparency on the part of the Corporation, and urge its fellows to visit the Harvard campus. Well...places on campus other than Loeb House.
But the truth is, I'd be a terrible Corporation secretary. I'm much more used to writing about the rich and powerful than keeping their secrets. At this point, that'd be a hard habit to shake.
