The natural world, life, and dogs.
A few days ago, I received an email, copied in along with a long list of recipients, all of whom were cell phone numbers @mms.att.net. As was the sender. No names attached. Mine was the only typical email address. I didn’t recognize any of the cell numbers. Area codes came from all over the country.… Continue reading My Father’s Stetson Goes on a Road Trip
It started when Brian, someone I grew up next door to in the 1960s and 70s, texted to say he’d found some slides when going through his father’s things. The slides showed my father standing next to his beloved bi-plane, the 1924 Boeing P-12. Did I want them? Of course! I had no way of… Continue reading Connections
Recently, I’ve experienced an intriguing confluence of coincidences. They all involve my father. It started a week ago. *** First, my friend Brian—we grew up next door to each other—emailed to say he’d found some slides while going through his recently-deceased father’s belongings. Some were of my father and his beloved P-12 (a restored 1926… Continue reading Hot Chocolate
Wild Sensibility 