Rural is plural
We were in danger of becoming a caricature. When a parent stood up at a local school board meeting and expressed her dismay at…
The endurance of Jaxon’s
These days I can get a pretty good green chile breakfast burrito and sit in trendy comfort at a table not three feet from…
A bridge to somewhere
Something there is that doesn’t love a bridge. At least on Virginia’s Eastern Shore. Oh, we’re proud of the engineering marvel that connects the…
Taking it on the chin
The first time I got socked in the jaw it came as a total surprise. At 14 years old, I was already close to…
The mad and the mundane
According to Google (and who would ever argue with them…it?), thrift reached its zenith sometime just before the Great Depression and has been in…
The wisdom of a lonely, tidal land
ary Lee came to visit this spring. Possessed of an impressive set of teeth and a wandering spirit, she just showed up one day…
Close to Lupe
I was bumping through the desert my knees to my chin in the passenger seat of a VW bug. Early December in southern Mexico….