Travel
Clay Walking Canyons
They call it the little Grand Canyon, something comparable to the naturally carved regions of Arizona. But this is not Arizona, and there don’t appear to be any deserts nearby. Indeed, this is Providence Canyon State Park in western Georgia,…
Those Georgia Waterfalls
When it comes to vacation, Melissa and I tend to plan out our trips in advance, making sure we carve out time for all the things we really want to do. I’m sure we’d both concede that it removes serendipity…
Absolutely Everything
Last year, Melissa woke up on her birthday, on our vacation in tears, in pain, in frustration over sounds beyond her control. Everything inside of her was screaming, pulsing, raging, in a battle against the worst stages of pulsatile tinnitus.…
The Marker of Adulthood
Last night, we sat in rocking chairs, wrapped ourselves in blankets, and listened, through quiet whispers and glancing smiles, to the movements of every creature around us in the chilly mountain air. We marked the first hour of our anniversary…
Close Game. Closer Family.
For most of my childhood, football wasn’t a thing. Not really. And to be fair, I didn’t find any sport to be all that interesting. Up to the age of 14, I was an only child. If anything, my father…
On the Course of Impeachment
In the days ahead, one thing is certain. Any decision about whether to impeach or remove the sitting president will not favor any person, any party, or any nation. Certainly not ours. One side may believe they have the facts,…
A Walk through Boston
From the cool blue skylines to the Faneuil Hall proposal to the Boston Common skaters at sunset (and the squirrel that bombed our shot), we experienced a frigid, but memorable day in Melissa’s favorite northeastern city. But knowing we would…
Searching for Silence
This year, Thanksgiving was a benchmark, a goal, a time for evaluating Melissa’s health. And while I have, on occasion, asked for the prayers of family and friends, I have never actually explained what happened, not to anyone other than…
Lighthouses on Martha’s Vineyard
For the first time in our marriage that I can remember, we took a trip without a plan. For most of the year, Melissa’s health has been the priority and this trip, to Martha’s Vineyard, was a test to see…
Our Chappaquiddick Journey
We took the ferry over to Chappaquiddick at a time when the island was mostly vacant, less than 200 residents and no open stores or businesses. We went in search of the fifth and most elusive lighthouse on Martha’s Vineyard,…
