When I was six my life was in turmoil. My parents were grinding through the angry preliminaries of divorce. I struggled in school, finally failing the first grade. As my friends moved on, I wondered what was wrong with me? … Continue reading
Many years ago I had been surveying petroglyphs and shrine sites in Arizona’s high desert. Miles from anywhere I made a hasty camp for the night. I cleared a spot for my sleeping bag and settled in for the evening. … Continue reading
A few months ago a friend of mine wrote me to say he was going through a rough time. The emotional pain made him feel like he was dying. I’ve lived long enough to have felt that way more than … Continue reading
As a kid I lived next door to a grizzled old World War I veteran. I seldom saw my grandfathers so I attached myself to the crusty old man who would let me sit on his patio and listen to … Continue reading
Early yesterday morning I went for a walk. Among the things I thought about during that walk was a point I’ve talked about with my son in the past, that–taking the wide view–everything that happens is statistically impossible. The current … Continue reading
