A Great Walk

There’s a runway near my house. You wouldn’t know it was there except for the red lights lining the road next to it for a mile or two, and the spinning search light that works twenty-four hours a day just behind a small diner with a neon Cessna lighting its facade. It’s the kind of

Warriors Wanted

I stand on the pitch, looking downfield. Fifteen grizzled men look back at me, squinting into the sun and slapping their chests rhythmically. Their captain calls to them. They respond with a war cry, thrusting their fists skyward. We charge in response. The sound of our feet is like the rumble of a thousand cavalrymen.

In Need of Adventure

Seek. “The key is on the table! Just go!”  Something, or someone, is yelling at me. I can’t hear them. It’s as if they’re behind one of those police mirrors watching me try to escape that tiny, poorly-lit, soundproofed room.  Still, I sense something so I turn. I put my hand against the cool silvery

9-11 and the Butterfly Cycle

  I was working in  New York City on September 11, 2001.  Seventeen years later I still find myself crying involuntarily throughout the day, I’m crying now as I write this. I avoid television so I don’t have to be exposed to that horrific image of the towers on fire, and I’m not sure I

DIY Fishing Excursion

Took the boys fishing this past weekend and I wanted to pass on some advice. Better yet, below you will find a checklist to use  to take your children on a trip to the Great Outdoors. Nothing says bonding time like waking up early, casting a few lines into a swift misty river and catching