“…Two days before the conference began, driving south through the chilly fog of California’s North Coast, I still hadn’t been able to write the required 2,500 word essay for the class. The only thing I had were words – about 8,000 of them – written in my blog as fodder for my memoir. So I pieced them together until my eyes got scratchy and lost focus, there in the quaint little motel that catered to vacationing families and cannabis dealers in the Emerald Triangle to connect with growers…”

Step One: I finally caught the Professor’s crud: sore throat, fatigue, laryngitis, and all that stuff. Step Two: My knee continued to hurt when I was traveling and a follow up blood test from last Friday shows increases in the numbers in tests for infection. That may not seem like a big deal, but I […]

I think of these Rambles in phases: getting to the conference, the conference, and returning from the conference. Phase 1 is now history. I’ve traveled over 1,200 miles, driving 25+ hours. I’ve listened to Educated on Audible Kindle, seen beautiful country and sad sights, reconnected with family and friends, and done a lot of transformative […]

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