Surely if I have a website and a blog promising thoughts from an old man, I should also have something worthy to say and consider.  Perhaps I do.

In my eighty plus years of living and engaging with people throughout much of the world, in various endeavors and occupations and in various life conditions, I’ve done the “hard stuff” of physical labor “to earn my way” and the so-called soft stuff in academia.  There is almost nothing I’m not interested in.  There is little I’ve not participated in.  I’ve done good and bad things, and for some of those bad things, I have many regrets.  I’ve also done much study and have a few earned degrees.   I’ve taught in most levels of education, from high school through graduate programs in universities, even in Federal prisons.  I’ve owned businesses and airplanes and was active in general aviation for more than 20 years.  I’ve been president of state and national associations and am a founding member of the International Adult and Community Education Hall of Fame.   

I’m a husband, father, grandfather, and great-grandfather.  I’ve lived in poverty and know the ravages of poverty on families and especially children.   The point of all this is that I have acquired knowledge and competence and  experience which, together, have taught me much,  and I’ve put those together and gained a bit of wisdom which I want to share and test with readers from time to time.

I enjoy writing, especially poetry, and I’ve written academic articles.  Janet, my wife and travel navigator, likes photography and is good at it.  “My Old Man Tree” is our first attempt at a creative partnership.  It’s a true story.  Janet took the photographs and I wrote it, not to earn money or become a public figure.  I wrote it as a comment on life and its fragility.  I wrote it to be read to children, to spark their curiosity, to begin their important journey toward thinking beyond themselves, a journey too often delayed or never taken. 

                                                                                           Ken McCullough




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