I wish my father were alive. He would love to know what I found out about his mom.

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I wish my father were alive. He would love to know what I found out about his mom.

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Friday Got off the train in South Bend. Uber-ed to a hotel. Saturday Picked up my rental car. Drove to my old home town. Attended the class reunion. Here’s a pic of an old friend, Deb, and me. Sunday Next morning… Drove to West Lafayette. There for not quite two days. Loved getting to hang […]

I was delighted to spend an afternoon of releasing Monarch Butterfles with both my major professor, Myrdene Anderson, and the woman who introduced me to primatology and grounded me in biological anthropology, Dr. Judith Breuggeman.

I used to have an attitude. I still do. But I was suppressing it so as to appeal to the vanilla pablum of a broader audience. Screw that. My my niche-y bitchies love me and my old time friends who are gentile know that I am a bit outrageous at times. It has been so […]

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.”

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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 […]