I’m a week and a half into the one-handed life, and it’s going okay so far. I been trying to use dictation on the Mac. I pause a lot more than it thinks I should, so everything becomes a half-sentence, making my one-handed typing mostly combining phrases and making periods. So if you’re reading something I wrote and it doesn’t make sense, I’m blaming it all on the dictation software… I moved to a hotel because, as my friend Mary pointed out, I do need to rest the hand and living in an RV isn’t exactly restful for a bashed-up hand. It’s…
Memory Lane Cemetery
If you want to really know the history of a place, find the cemetery. The Memory Lane Cemetery in Silver City, New Mexico displays over a century of history, plot by plot. It’s not fancy, but this is a family plot. I can almost imagine the sons erecting this wired barrier in the hot sun, marking their spot for the ages. This family plot my have a fancier fence, but the signs are pure poverty, or perhaps just practicality in a mining town where money was hard to come by for most. I can almost see people lettering the signs, hammering the boards together, then…
Sunday Serenity: Desiderata
So here I am in downtown Terre Haute with my left hand in a cast. I decided to walk around a little bit and see something other than the little hotel room where I’m staying for the next several days waiting for the doctor appointment on Thursday to tell me my next move. I see this sign and wandered closer to read what it says. Impressive. But not as impressive as the statue behind it. Meet Max Ehrmann, a Terre Haute native. If that name sounds vaguely familiar probably should if you grew up in the 1970s. He wrote the Desiderata,…
Weekly Update: May 31, 2017
As a solo act, I have wondered a bit the last year how I would handle a debilitating illness or injury. Now I am finding that out. Tripped while running on Memorial Day and dislocated my ring finger and badly bruised all the other fingers and palm; the thumb got off scot-free. I was lucky to be at a friend’s house for the long weekend, so I am extending my stay here until I am able to hitch up the trailer and do the basics to be on my own. Not sure, maybe a week or so, I will just have…
Sunday Serenity: Middle America
My whole life I’ve lived on either the West Coast or the East Coast, never far from ocean. Spending the last month going through Nebraska, Kansas, Illinois and now Indiana is showing me parts of the country I’d not paid much attention to before, so as we close out May, here’s a salute to the middle of America. This view is what the western-bound pioneers saw as they went through Scotts Bluff. They were one-third done with their journey at this point. All I can think looking at this is how tough they were compared to me, driving a nice…




