From February of 2004 through January 2008, Diana and i would often yo-yo (her phrase) between PARC and the campus of Stanford University. In addition to the spiral banister at the Branner Earth Sciences Building, a favorite haunt for Diana was the atrium level of the Hoover Institution, especially when some symposium was in progress. […]
Diana always proclaimed, “I am my own best doctor!” On 24 October 2015 when cousin Anna phoned from Florida to wish Diana a happy birthday and asked what the secret was to living so long, Diana replied, only half in jest, “Stay away from doctors, nurses, hospitals, ambulances and all vestiges of the medical industrial […]
That lesson gave me the inspiration and where-with-all to play the transcription of the second of two guitar transcriptions by Francisco Tárrega. One other thing that i only learned about a decade after the AHS competition in NYC was that Mr. de Stefano and Diana’s father knew each other from Naples, years before Diana’s parents […]
Since Diana’s death two years ago, i have only half-jokingly said “DIY psychiatry isn’t worth the money i pretend to pay myself.” This goes beyond her skepticism of Freud and Jung as well as the impossibility of “getting into another person’s head.” George W. Bush may have been onto something when he stated, “In Texas […]
The neighbor in Sunnyvale who asked me to summarize Diana’s character in the fewest words possible with the fewest syllables also asked, “What about Diana first attracted you to her?” Odd as this might seem, my attention was riveted by her amazing musicianship, a few weeks before she and i first met, when i stumbled […]
