One of those days
It was one of those days. An Indian summer Sunday, up before dawn with just enough that needed to get done to prevent me from feeling like the day was […]
It was one of those days. An Indian summer Sunday, up before dawn with just enough that needed to get done to prevent me from feeling like the day was […]
[I actually wrote this months ago, in the middle of summer, but couldn’t bring myself to actually post it.] …. Yes, as I reach for the “publish” button, I’m cringing. […]
“I should not talk so much about myself if there were anybody else whom I knew as well” – Henry David Thoreau I do write about myself a lot, don’t […]
Haven’t even written up the last bits of Albuquerque – so much more to tell. What happens to stories that never get told? I seem to worry about that a […]
I think we all must be here for different reasons. The elderly gentleman with the Navy cap and decorations – this bomb may have saved his life, along with those […]
“Remember: all the things really worth doing in life are pretty awful, but the converse isn’t true. Sometimes, it’s hard to tell the difference.” -The Unfinished Book of Parental Wisdom […]
I get the feeling there are going to be a lot of posts over the next month written from the cheap blue leather seats of a Delta Airlines flight. Eastbound, […]