Joe and I set out on what was to be the longest trip of my sabbatical — ten days — on Monday, June 25. We had decided to make the trip to the Bay Area in two hops each way.
How I Spent My Summer Vacation, Part One
Y’know, I don’t think I ever actually did have to write one of those essays when I was in school. Sometimes I wonder if anyone ever did, or if it was something that just got made up for sitcoms and
Dreams of Quaymet
What follows is one part review, one part appreciation, and one part musings on the threads of causality — at least when it comes to the stories I’ve been trying to tell for so many years. Somewhere around the time
Where Were You When the Shift Hit the Land?
It’s hard to believe it’s been 16 years … so many images of that late afternoon are still so vivid. Mid-October, and it was still bloody hot in San Jose. Doesn’t start really cooling down until November. Joe and I,
Real Life, Found in Death
I had a rather unusual experience today. I was spreading out newspapers to carve our Halloween pumpkin and the spread was on the obituary page for about ten days ago. Along with the standard form listings, there were a number