Prose
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Final View About Jim I have shocking and sad news about Jim. Jim wrote this on Tuesday Dec. 17, 2024: I fell a month ago and broke my right elbow and right femur. Just as I thought I was ready for another heroic comeback, my medical situation went south. Surging bad pain in the arm…
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Who Is Jim? Here I am, known as Jim, smaller than a speck in this galaxy, which is smaller than a speck in this universe, a word that I’m tempted to capitalize because I might imagine it as god – – God – – much as Spinoza did, if I understand his ideas correctly. And…
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Graduate School We’d been living in Chicago, Gaynette and I, for a year, in a Rogers Park apartment, on the northern edge of the city half a block from Sheridan Road, which ran north-south just in from Lake Michigan. Rogers Park, we were told, was an old Jewish area, safe, close to the El…
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Nature, it seems, has no morality, no built-in sense of right and wrongHumans do have morality. They do have notions of right and wrong.Therein lies the puzzle. Let’s put it another way. The ordinary human’s behavior, under some circumstances, is guided by a sense(belief) of moral correctness, of what is the good thing to do.…
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Early Years at NU There were ups and downs, successes and failures, and a major foreign excursion packed into the late 60s and early 70s. The two notable items shortly before starting my long tenure at Northwestern were getting the job offer and getting my first child, Julie, who was born in Torrance Hospital…
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Lucky Jim Much of my thinking and writing has centered on the difficulties I experienced as a boy. Mixed in, but not sufficiently emphasized, were the strokes of good fortune, which perhaps might more accurately be termed the acts of kindness and assistance. Let me try to enumerate some of these. First was…