Recently I wrote a post on my public blog about my Aunt Eleanor, who was a terrific influence on me when I was a teenager. She was an artist and interior designer, a beatnik (this was in the late 50s) and a freethinker.
She introduced me to philosophy and to people who actually lived and breathed it. Finally I was with people who wondered what life was all about and considered the big questions.
Of course, my major inspiration in life came from books, in the long run. But Aunt…Continue