There was always a camera around our house and on our family trips. It was about capturing those moments of shared history. That Kodak 620 laid a foundation of taking pictures. My first camera was a Kodak Brownie 127. Along the way there were others including an Exacta or two, and several Canons. The most […]
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They used to be the standard of business dress: the knotted necktie around your neck on to pf your dress shirt and framed by a suit jacket or sport coat. Yes, the necktie. I’m in the midst of cleaning out my home of 15 years to make my life more manageable. And, quite frankly, to
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After a fun and change-filled year in 2023, I am again looking forward to an interesting and, hopefully, fun 2024. Unlike last year, I am inclined to do fewer cycling adventures. Partly due to my PTSD-like approach to the two wheelers after multiple falls, the real reason is wanting to remake my life that had
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I had to do something. So on went the Hoka hikers. I picked up Sal’s leash and we were off. That was at the end of March. By June I was better but my approach to cycling had changed. No longer was I hell-bent to ride 50 miles on a road bike at 20 mph
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Overcoming. That’s what this year has been about. Of memories. And things stuck in my head. Working on getting unstuck. The burning helped tremendously. But there was some residual in there. Staring at and then ascending a climbing wall came close to dislodging the remnants. When you ascend a wall you get to a point
There it hangs. Waiting for me. At my son’s house. A road bike. “Why,” you ask? Well, first of all, he’s a mountain bike guy living in a place where there are hundreds of miles of paved trails and roads just tailor made for this narrow tired bike. But he’s an off-road guy. So the
(Note: relationships are complicated. They have a beginning, a middle and an end. This is an essay about how I coped with the end of a powerful relationship in my life. I’d found a way to direct the pain away from me—finally.) Eighteen pages. Handwritten. Single spaced. I poured out my emotions, my feelings, my
Most weeks our Saturday is comprised of a set of activities connecting us to our very local community. This week, we took a turn into a new community and ended up sitting at a new table. A short drive in East Dallas took us to Ethiopia. Really. First, though, we made our walk to the
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As I look back on this sabbatical I find I’ve been through a whole range of emotions and done quite a bit of sorting. And a few facts: Drove over 3,000 miles Walked nearly 100 miles in the 40-some days Visited just about every bike shop, independent coffee shop and brewery in the metro area
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It started out simply enough. I was in the throes of a breakup from a long-time girlfriend. I was looking for allies and friends because the breakup wasn’t just with her it was with a community. What happened in the midst of that “turmoil” was I met and re-met a number of women in my
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