I usually write standing-up. Bad back, better view, I don’t know. I write at my bar, at my house. This is what that spot now looks like. There is new dust, on top of my old dust. By the time I finish this sentence, there...
We took a train trip the other day. Not a long one, a couple of hours. The thing about doing that, is that time seems to move slower. I, of course, am more than all right with time moving a bit slower. I cannot prove...
Every Saturday morning for close to 9 years I came to meet with him. He used to joke that the only excuse for not coming was lightning. “Bad Ice,” was not an acceptable excuse. Every Saturday, almost 9 years. It stopped being about the golf,...
