Travel must surely be the litmus test of one’s propensity for morning function. I have never professed to be a “morning person.” “Mourning person” is… ( Read More )
in with the new…
Every December 31, New Year’s celebrations are held across the globe. Although the celebrity entertainment has changed over time, the concept remains the same… reflect… ( Read More )
space… the final frontier
Until my early teens, my family lived in a house with one bathroom just big enough to hold a toilet (behind the door), a sink,… ( Read More )
unfathomable fear…
I am watching a mother and child wade into the water. The mother wades out and begins to swim.  The child, a girl perhaps ten… ( Read More )
sand in me toes…
The first time I played on a beach was in the Northeast, on Lake Erie. There, in the slight chill of the May ocean breeze,… ( Read More )
pretty shiny things…
With every vacation comes the thought that I will write prolifically. Â I love to write and never go far without paper (or wordpad). Â I envision… ( Read More )
handy…
 “Excuse me, ma’am… are you married?” This as I was crouched in front of our car during my lunch break, in the DMV parking… ( Read More )
what we leave within….
“I wish I could talk to your Dad.” This as we watched the History Channel, eating a late dinner. Â The program topic was the Vietnam… ( Read More )
…brainiac
Like every little boy, every so often Nelson likes to go to Grandma’s house. Grandma’s house is over the river, two states, and an 8-hour… ( Read More )
dinner possible…
My first foray into grocery shopping abroad was less than a success in my book. We had a good meal, but I could have bought… ( Read More )