Josiah Vega

Monday I awoke after a fitful night’s sleep. I had driven in from Rancho Mirage after a delightful few days…

Saturday Fragments of a note I sent to my dear pal who is in drab confinement… “All of your letters…

TuesdayA devastating, searing day. I got up, swam, went to my 12-step meeting in Palm Desert, ate sushi, went to…

LONG AGO, my old economics professor, the superteacher C. Lowell Harriss, started our first class on Money and Banking by…

Sunday This has been a great day. Last night, I drove down to Long Beach. This formerly drab Navy town…

SundayHere I am out at our house in Malibu. It is a small house but on a good lot with…

WednesdayDinner at a fine restaurant in Little Rock with my wife, who looks and is the happiest she has ever…

Now for a sad story of our times. A few days ago, I opened my AOL to read a story…

SaturdayHmmm. I slept in my office above the garage this morning. I have gotten into the evil habit of getting…

Long ago, when I was a child, I had a dear friend who was — or seemed to be —…