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  • December 5, 2017

    Joshua Tree Diary: The First Days

    I looked in the mirror late this morning and decided I would need a haircut sometime in the next few weeks.  Trouble is, we’re a few miles from the Twentynine Palms Marine Corps Base (the largest U.S. military base in the world, I’m told) and nearly all the haircut places offer a “military cut”.  Well,…

  • November 30, 2017

    Hotel California

    Okay.  I ripped off the title of a song by The Eagles for one purpose only: to get your attention.  The more accurate title should be A Hotel in California.  But that sounds like a chapter in an in-flight magazine for American Airlines.  Tonight is our last night here, at the Standard Hotel, on Sunset…

  • November 29, 2017

    The Three-Eyed Turkey From Mars

    Reprinted from the Journal of Unbelievable Results, Nov. 2017. Vol. 1, No. 1. About ten or fifteen years ago, the New York Post ran a bold, full-page headline which read: Life On Mars! (or something like that).  It seems that one of the NASA Mars rover vehicles turned over a small rock and analyzed the sand…

  • November 23, 2017

    Love At The End Of The Tunnel

    [My photo. Elias leaves pre-K.] The longest and most uncomfortable, painful and seemingly endless flight I ever undertook began at 4:00 am on Monday, November 20 when I forced myself out of the bed.  I forgot our wakeup call was for 4:15 am.  Our flight was scheduled for 7:00 am.  It was going to be…

  • November 15, 2017

    The Quiet Feast/The Great Cycle

    I felt the breeze… I stumbled on a tree root when… Finally, we reached the pond… Concentrate.  Start over. When I was a teacher I was often given the dubious privilege of  “lunch duty”.  A room, nearly the size of a gym, filled with 5th & 6th graders…or 9th & 10th graders, and a hand…

  • November 6, 2017

    Fathers and Coffee

    One more cup of coffee before I go…                                –Bob Dylan [My photo] This gray, almost monochromatic morning, I lounged in bed reading yesterday’s New York Times.  It’s something we did every weekend for years while we lived in Manhattan.  The…

  • October 28, 2017

    A Halloween Ghost Story Told To Me By My Niece.

      [Photo source: Google source.  This is not the spirit girl described.] My niece and I share a fascination with stories.  Many of them are odd and unusual.  Many of them are ghost stories. I’ve shared copies of ghost story collections with her over the years, mostly M.R.James and Lovecraft and Lord Dunsany.  All were…

  • October 25, 2017

    At The Museum…For Decades

    [I loved this Alaskan canoe when you could see the people in it.] The more things change, the more they stay they stay the same… -Anon. I never understood the above quote, except to say that I think it means that history repeats itself. I certainly can get that…considering the Trump Era.  You can figure…

  • October 20, 2017

    Farewells and Departures

    It takes a lot to laugh. It takes a train to cry.                                                                                      …

  • October 16, 2017

    Roadside Grief

    You see them along the Interstate highways in Kansas, Arizona and nearly everywhere else in the country.  Those haunting small white crosses and bouquets of flowers that are mostly plastic.  That way, they survive the weather. These are the roadside memorials for those who lost their lives, while driving along major highways and lonely roads.…

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