Sometimes Facebook is the perfect repository of dumb pictures of cats and inane political rhetoric and sometimes it is the gatekeeper of memories you haven’t visited in decades. That is part of what made me think about San Francisco and how I realized that it might be 30 years since I last visited Alcatraz. A… Continue reading We’re Not Done Yet
No Flowers In My Hair
In a couple of months it will be 48 years since my first airplane ride and first visit to San Francisco. I was less than a year old and although I went to San Francisco many times after that initial trip I didn’t set foot on a plane again until I was 16. Sometimes when… Continue reading No Flowers In My Hair
Wrestling With Angels
I can’t tell you how I came to be the kind of man that learned how to be a storm walker but I know that I started wrestling with angels around 14 years or so ago. Some might ask for something more precise than that but truth is I can’t tell you when we locked… Continue reading Wrestling With Angels
It’s Easy To Wonder About A Woman
Somewhere in the middle of packing and preparing for major changes I take a moment to turn on iTunes and start blasting Whole Lotta Love. Can’t sing like Plant and won’t bother trying so I just mouth the words and try to figure out how much more I can get rid of ‘cuz this place… Continue reading It’s Easy To Wonder About A Woman
