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It gets to a certain point in a drive where your driver starts to glaze over, no wind, from the east or west, through any open window is going to revive them, and things get shaky and a little dangerous. This is the time when as navigator you have to take over and find somewhere […]
MoreIn some other reality, some other space and time, I’m living in Medora, North Dakota, with 40 acres out back, a couple of horses broke to drive, a herd of goats, and a yak called Fred. The yak is important: I met one once, not called Fred, and he was a charming creature. I will […]
MoreDon’t presume to still know me, I said to the wind and the fog; Tied the message to a seagulls Tail and turned my back on You as you railed: The storm of your anger And bitterness rising Across the telephone wires Complaining that you Are drowning while I have fun. You have rare moments […]
MoreLiving on the road, mostly in campgrounds across the USA means a continually changing cast of neighbors to avoid. There is an unspoken rule of leave a space between you and someone else camping, if it is possible. However sure as birds fly or pigs like mud you will regularly find someone who breaks this […]
MoreI play guitar, and I don’t play it too badly. I used to play an old Martin grand auditorium, which I had for a good 20 years. I loved that guitar. Of course Billy took it back as easily as he once gave it to me all that time ago. He had just purchased it, […]
MoreMy oldest friend isn’t picking up the phone. He isn’t responding. The battery is now flat, and it’s just clicking through to his voicemail. He isn’t in any of the hospitals. He has simply disappeared. I suppose I should have expected it. I did. I tried to prepare myself for the inevitable. The worst thing […]
MoreWhen I called Billy last night I didn’t expect a stranger answering the phone and declaring to me that it was raining hummingbirds. I had figured the old man would be drinking alone, busy trying to die. What I was not prepared for was Johnny. I decided channeling my best Mary Poppins/kindly elderly aunt was […]
MoreI’m sincere in my simplistic grouchiness. It is all well and good to celebrate female excellence, female power, female stoic holding on being women in a man’s world, to celebrate for a day. It is all well and good to offer each other support and pats on the back, but it isn’t nearly enough, is […]
MoreWe zig zagged our way up the I5 from northern California. This was a task because Billy refused to drive through Klamath falls, instead heading out for the coast, driving a circle around it and his various family members within it. We crossed the California Oregon border on Highway 101, hurtling past giant redwoods, hokey […]
MoreWe got lost somewhere around Los Gatos. The kind of lost you can get when you navigator has no idea how roads work in the USA, when you have no GPS, you are using the 2015 KOA brochure road maps as your only guide, and there is a shocking lack of pruning around signs in […]
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