But I Could be Killed: better out there

Ruby and I leave soon for a two week ramble west and south (by ourselves) with the Professor’s blessing and encouragement. I plan to bring back answers and unmute the Muse.

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Almost There, Home

This morning I almost touched it. The past. Home. I closed my eyes and I was almost There. There, where I’m nobody’s distant relative, or forgotten or estranged friend. There, where people don’t wield murderous thoughts, words, or actions like bloody bayonets. There, where cities don’t burn and life in the country is full of […]

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Norman, my Tie that Binds

Mother used to say I cared more for my animals – over the course of my lifetime a parade of dogs, cats, and horses – than people. That was (and likely still is) true, but the why of it isn’t the point. They connect me to important times and places. Places that matter. Places that […]

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