Author: Vic Socotra

Week Two

Week Two �This place is an analogy of America� I shouted over the din. �It is busy for ten hours straight. It is an assembly line. The burgers fly off the grill and onto the plates. The wait-staff then shovels the plates to the people who come through the door in an endless line.� The […]

The Green Monster

The Green Monster The Red Sox got shelled last night at Fenway Park, 8 to 1,  and our class was there to see it. The A�s had their number. All the BOSOX production came in the first inning, couple hits, one meager run. The next eight went unanswered to the guys in the green and […]

Hump Day

Hump Day Back in Washington my spies tell me it is a Code Red Day, 105 degrees on the heat index, one of those days that sucks the life out of the city and turns that energy into looming thunderclouds in the late afternoon. Monday we had our usual three 90-minute case studies. The first […]

The Great Ziggurat Temple of Ur

Sunday morning laundry melted inexorably into Sunday morning study. By the time Monday and Wednesday�s case lay strewn around me in wreckage my eyes hurt. Not unexpected perhaps, since one of the cases tomorrow deals with charity eye-surgery in Tamil Nadu, India. It lies across the channel from the gentle island of Ceylon, now known […]

The Durgin

The Saturday regimen was brutal, as I mentioned earlier. I was mildly hung over, but gamely stayed in the fight and I had done the readings and contributed in class. The problem my hobby of trying to document this $9,800 investment of the taxpayers. I think I am giving it a game fight on all […]

Week One My room

My room-mate Loren had his wife and a friend over last night so there was general confusion in the residence and Mr. Wu our Chinese roomate (Taiwan) ghosted in and out. It was good to hear women’s voices breaking the normal silence of this apartment. I am a little homesick, and a little fuzzy this […]

The Club Middle East Thursday in Cambridge was sunny and hot

Thursday in Cambridge was sunny and hot. The humidity is back here on the Charles and people are exercising early. Bikes are flying, women are jogging and rowers are pulling hard on their oars before it gets too hot. The Kennedy school is taking an infusion of new students in another mid-career management seminar. Our […]

Get Ready for School

(let�s get) Get Ready for School This is a big day, a traveling day. This morning my flotsam and jetsam were strewn around me. Garment bag, duffle, briefcase. Packing for three weeks is an undertaking of no small order. I had my little list. Some of it I accomplished. I triaged the bills that will […]

Wheres Waldo

11 August 2002 Some things have changed and others have not. George has married Judy, a successful attorney from Bath, and they have produced two wonderful kids, Annie and Frazier. They now occupy the old family cottage and the parents have bought the place next door, up the hill. Cousins are across the street and […]