On Books & Reading, or: Slow Progress with My TBR List is the New Reality for Me

“I cannot live without books.”  ― Thomas Jefferson Well, it’s August 1, 2022, Dear Reader. Another month has receded in life’s rear-view mirror, while another begins. As you know, I have been a reader for as long as I can remember. Even though I was born at the tail end of the Baby Boom, andContinue reading “On Books & Reading, or: Slow Progress with My TBR List is the New Reality for Me”

Tempus Fugit, or: That Endless Summer of 1972 – Transitions, Changes, and Memories

Tempus fugit. I am, as of late, preoccupied by the passage of time. Tempus fugit weighs heavily on my mind on this, my 50th consecutive summer since my mom, my older half-sister, and I moved back to the United States after living for six years in Bogota, Colombia. As you’ve probably noticed – if youContinue reading “Tempus Fugit, or: That Endless Summer of 1972 – Transitions, Changes, and Memories”

Weekend Update for Sunday, February 13, 2022

Hi, there, Dear Reader. It’s late morning here in Lithia, Florida, on Sunday, February 13, 2022. It’s a chilly, gray, and wet winter day in the Tampa Bay area. The current temperature is 65˚F (18˚C) under light rainy conditions. With humidity at 90% and the wind blowing from the west at 6 MPH (9 KM/H),Continue reading “Weekend Update for Sunday, February 13, 2022”

Remembering My ‘Papi’: My Dad Died a Hero, But He Shouldn’t Have…..

Yesterday – Monday, October 4, 2021 – was my father’s 102nd birthday. I never had a chance to say “Happy birthday, Papi” to Jeronimo Diaz-Granados before he died. At least, not at an age in which I could say it uncoached by my mother Beatriz. I was less than seven months old when he celebratedContinue reading “Remembering My ‘Papi’: My Dad Died a Hero, But He Shouldn’t Have…..”

Papi, I Hardly Knew Ye….

Today would have been my father’s 102nd birthday. Had Jeronimo Diaz-Granados not been killed in a plane crash on the morning of February 13, 1965, who knows how many birthdays he would have celebrated with Mom, my older half-sister Vicky, and me. Would Dad – or Papi – have lived to be 102? I doubtContinue reading “Papi, I Hardly Knew Ye….”

Musings & Thoughts for Saturday, February 13, 2021: Mortuus luctrus patris mei

This column was originally published in the February 13, 1986 issue of Catalyst, Miami-Dade Community College – South Campus’s student newspaper. I’m proud to have been his son Alex Diaz-Granados Opinions Editor Early in the morning of Feb. 13, 1965, a C-46 transport was cleared for takeoff from Miami International Airport. There were no passengers aboard, justContinue reading “Musings & Thoughts for Saturday, February 13, 2021: Mortuus luctrus patris mei”