I have discovered being parentless and a sole surviving sibling is that life seems different when you are the only one who remembers family events and stories. This includes my feelings about “stuff.”
Trinity, Mother Nature, and Two Weeks on the Road
I am eating breakfast at a Fairfield Inn in Tucumcari. And drinking coffee. Lots of coffee. I would like to make it home today. Sticking to the Interstate route, 40 to 25 to 10 adds an hour to the trip. So I’m getting on US 54 and heading SW cutting across New Mexico until I […]
Family Bibles and Sugar Skulls
The harvest in, food is abundant, and there is time to feast and remember. The day for all souls, a day for the living, and a day for the dead.
Sometimes I Travel
I observed (ever the anthropologist) my friends become early employees of the people whose quotes comprise Valley of Genius: The Uncensored History of Silicon Valley, a signed copy of which I snagged at the summit. And now 40 years later I managed, inadvertently, to take a wrap-up tour of the same area so heavily layered with memories from my youth while celebrating current friends and family.
Curate Change
I try to be non-political on this site, but it is very difficult for me to exclude things from my writing if a topic jars me so that I really take note. I have been wrestling with this for quite some time. Recent events have made me change my belief about what is appropriate to […]
Meaningful Dates
A Wonderful Today Today marks a huge milestone for my daughter. Today is the first day she is officially working as an audiologist. She received her doctorate in May. Friday was the last day of a year-long externship with a major integrated managed care consortium. I am so proud of her. Not only was it a […]