Those early experiences wrote a script in my mind which told me that I was not safe. I was in my thirties when I realized that most people don't plan escape routes, but that's what I did many times over the years.
From Moab, Utah we drove eight hours to Santa Fe, New Mexico where we lodged for the night at the beautiful home of a former railroad tycoon, the Madeline Inn. Built in 1866 the lovely Victorian Queen Anne building is surrounded by gardens, a courtyard, and is lavishly furnished with period pieces and some unusual … Continue reading Highlights from Santa Fe, New Mexico
Vern and I drove from West Valley City, Utah to Moab, Utah on day two of our Oregon to Texas adventure. On the way, we decided to stop in Price, Utah where some of Vern's mother's family--on her paternal side--the Price's, once had lived. We parked on Main Street and walked several blocks to … Continue reading Surprises in Price, Utah
Vern and I will be heading our silver Cadillac Seville down the road for a trip through six states. We're bound for Texas to see our first grandchild, a darling baby boy, and we're making a vacation out of it by including National monuments, National parks, amazing scenery, and beautifully decorated Bed and Breakfasts on … Continue reading Don’t Drive Fly–Good Advice…Maybe (Formally, ‘Why Are you Driving to Texas?’)
It's late and my eyes are heavy with sleep, but I must write and provoke you to do as I'm doing--consider recent events in Eastern Europe. I keep thinking about how we and many other nations were just in Sochi, Russia--the sponsoring nation of the winter Olympics--It was such a celebratory time and it gave … Continue reading Russia’s Old Tricks
My publicist, Mr. Newman, is getting things in order for a radio tour to introduce my memoir, JoyRide: Life, Death and Forgiveness to America--wow. I'm feeling a little mixed about it. I'm excited, but I'm also apprehensive. I suppose these kinds of feelings are normal. Looking forward to blogging my experiences from this new leg … Continue reading A Writer’s Life