Our original idea for a summer vacation had been to rent a cottage in Maine or New Hampshire. Sam, my oldest son and from my first marriage, spends Augusts in Maine with his mother at their family summer home. The […]
Something a Philosopher Said
In February 2003 I turned forty-five. My family gave me lots of nice gifts. After I’d opened them, we sat around the dining room table eating cake and ice cream while I told stories of growing up in Missouri. After […]
Cattle Cars and Aliens on the Turnpike
Photo to the left is me with my first-born son, Sam, circa spring 1989. What were we? Where did we come from? August 15, 2003 We set off west for Richmond, Indiana and the traffic is like a line of […]
