Author Archives: S. J. Tagliareni

It is the rare person that at some point in their life is not stuck and may feel powerless to change. It can be a job, relationship or a host of other challenges and each day can be draining .It … Continue reading →

Been traveling and speaking both nationally and internationally. I will resume the reflections now and hopefully will post every day. The videotape of the talk that I gave in Bronson ,Missouri in front of four hundred persons is being edited. … Continue reading →

In late December 1981 the phone rang at twelve midnight and although I was very groggy I heard the voice of my brother telling me that Mom had experienced a severe stroke. I remember muttering that I would come there … Continue reading →

Now that Marisa has reached two years of age Elaine has gone back to Nursing part time teaching at the Community College in Greenfield.The rule of thumb is the first one home picks up the children and prepares dinner. The … Continue reading →

The summer of 1977 was beastly hot and our baby was not due until the end of August. Elaine never complained, but the heat and humidity were unbearable and her extremities were often quite swollen. We did not have an … Continue reading →

Our apartment complex was owned by a rather large corporation and the maintenance was woeful. The sidewalks were never shoveled, the laundry room had sporadic breakdowns of machines, the roof leaked and it was impossible to get any action from … Continue reading →

One of the biggest adjustments in returning to the east coast was the harsh winter, especially in New England. We lived very close to the campus and the apartment was so cold that we had John sleep in a snow … Continue reading →

Elaine’s parents came out for John’s baptism which was performed by Elaine’s uncle Father George. It was wonderful having them visit, and quite difficult for Elaine when they left. The Contini’s were our family in California and we were blessed … Continue reading →

In April of 1975 we found out that we were pregnant and our first child would arrive in late December or early January. It was a thrilling time and I was one of those fortunate people that had been a … Continue reading →

My post-doctoral clinical hours were finished in 1975, and it was time to prepare for the clinical psychologist licensing exam. Like all professions the exam was controlled by academics, many had never been involved in direct care so the questions … Continue reading →