Upon returning to my alma mater Grove City College in northwest Pennsylvania for the first time in almost 40 years, I walked around the campus in a dreamlike trance. For many years I dreamed I returned to the college campus, only to wake up and realize I was dreaming. I had this dream so many…
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The Passing of Paso Robles
Ten years ago I was sitting in an airport bar in Charlotte, North Carolina. Charlotte was the 3rd of four legs of a one-day travel marathon to get Paso Robles. I started in Tampa at 5 am, flew to Philadelphia, then to Richmond Virginia. In Richmond, I met Melanie who I got Robles from. Then I flew to Charlotte for a connection back to Tampa. Kittens are chick magnets in airport bars. Robles and I had a great time in some Charlotte Airport bar. We were surrounded…
Somewhere Out There
Paso Robles, Mountain Lioness, and I are heading north for the summer, I don’t know where we are going or when we will return. “Somewhere Out There” is where we are going. Freedom is traveling with out a plan. There are no schedules, no reservations, and no deadlines. My guideposts will be the Weather Channel…
Living our Best Life
Mountain Lioness, Rascal, and I are roaming around in the Blue Ridge Mountains for the next month. We are enjoying the pleasant weather at an elevation of 3,000 feet. Mornings start slowly. I wake up to the calm and peaceful presence of Mountain Lioness beside me. Rascal starts to wake up from his cozy spot…
Don’t Let The Old Man In
Drifting around the country aimlessly in a motorcoach with a cat and dog, wondering what is next in life is a soul-searching experience. Trying to figure out where to live, and what to do with the remainder of my days is complicated. Grappling with and reflecting upon my own mortality is daunting. When I retired…