The cone of silence can sometimes be super loud. I have a little story for you. It goes like this: Hey, maybe we could add some cones so folks could get to the supermarket on […]
The cone of silence can sometimes be super loud. I have a little story for you. It goes like this: Hey, maybe we could add some cones so folks could get to the supermarket on […]
Going back to college or work and thinking about using a bike to avoid crowds? Want to run errands, get exercise, and be part of the biggest bike boom since the 1970s? A little extra […]
On the opening night on Broadway of the astounding musical Hamilton, I happened to be there in the street with my camera, bearing witness. In addition to the photo of the reporters and the woman in […]
My morning prayer is the same each day. It comes early, at the first birdsong and who, who, who of that owl that forces me to face my personal power. (“If not me, whooooo?”I hear […]
I usually go to the Chattahoochee River to hear the drumbeat of my soul in the silence of a stand of woods that lines its shore or the rhythmic flow of eternity between its riverbeds. […]
So, after twenty years of watching with my family as our hallowed Saturday night ritual, and now with my Peace Corps service delayed (potentially for years) by COVID-19, I finally applied for Survivor. Making a […]
So I get an email from a woman named Polly Van Duser and she asks if she can interview me for her podcast, Stories Connect People. What happened next was one of the most enjoyable […]
There will be a day I can no longer do this. Today is not that day. My hope is to one day ride bikes with grandchildren. That doesn’t just happen all of a sudden. That […]