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Bridging the divide: Common ground and common sense
By Alan Bodnar Ph.D.
Our friend Jim died this summer. He was my friend, but I use the word “our” because we were six, friends since high school, who have managed to stay in touch through all...
Surreal Alaska
By Alan Bodnar Ph.D.
The world is on the move again. With COVID under better control and most people just tired of being confined, airports are crowded, flights are delayed and cruise ships are...
COVID-19: What might this be?
By Alan Bodnar Ph.D.
All you need for a good projective test is an ambiguous stimulus and a simple question, “What might this be?” If this sounds like the Rorschach, then you’re either an...
My life in the library
By Alan Bodnar Ph.D.
When I retired from my hospital position nearly seven years ago, I moved my office to the public library. It was an easy move – no furniture to rearrange at home or haul...
Cleaning the closet of doubt
By Alan Bodnar Ph.D.
Now that I can see the top of my desk again, it’s good to get back to the keyboard and set down in writing some thoughts about the everyday life of a retired psychologist. In...
Love letters from London
By Alan Bodnar Ph.D.
Tucked between the pages of a thin, spiral notebook with a plain brown cover, I keep two letters that came to me from London in the summer of 1970 after my first year of...
When memory fails
By Alan Bodnar Ph.D.
Before I retired almost seven years ago, a friend who had already left the nine to five daily routine told me that one nice thing about retirement is that you have more time to...
Amazing Grace
By Alan Bodnar Ph.D.
Where would we be without grace? This is not the kind of question you would expect to find in a psychology publication, but that, I believe, is a blind spot in the view many...
How many photos do we really need?
By Alan Bodnar Ph.D.
I’m getting to know the folks at Apple pretty well, from the greeters with their iPads at the front of their mall store, the geniuses at the big table up front, to the good...