It’s not every day that a car guy finds a car-themed restaurant that hits the spot, both for great food and great memories. Discovering Ford’s Garage in Estero tuned us up to tackle a long travel day.
Putting everyday life under the microscope is what writers do. From the mundane to the major, thoughts on life.
Watching sunrise from a rocky promontory at a resort in Antigua, I discover the gift of travel includes the gift of time.
By stepping into a new pair of writing shoes – taking on the fiction writing challenge called NaNoWriMo with the goal of completing writing a novel this month – I begin to experience the world differently.
At McGulpin Point Lighthouse on the Straits of Mackinac, we unfolded layers of history surrounding not just the site but the docent on duty, Eric Klein, who has a passion for Great Lakes history.
Living on Florida’s Space Coast, you’re either wowed by rocket launches or take them as a matter of course. I’m new enough to be wowed by living on the edge of space and being part of a family who worked on the space program.
Viewing Earth from 30,000 feet is a humbling experience, yet the miracle of air travel has become routine, a commodity.
No stronger sense of place shaped my life and my future than the setting of my childhood home. On our recent trip to the ALDHA Gathering, I walked the Appalachian Trail of my youth to seek out memories.
On an auspicious morning, the appearance of a pod of dolphins in the Indian River Lagoon brings comfort as daylight seeps into summer skies.
Driving US 301 north from Georgia into South Carolina for the first time in decades, I’m in shock at how a once-regular stop for my family, Allendale, has fallen into ruin.
Home repairs aren’t as simple as they seem. We try to get our toilet under control before a major trip, and discover that modern plumbing parts just aren’t what they used to be.
An old friend of the family retired a few years ago. Like me, his career ended earlier than he had planned. Without a reason to stay in the area, he loaded up all his belongings in a trailer and in the back of his truck. He relocated and started a new life.
I walked away from Pittsburgh 12 years ago to shut the door on the most painful chapter of my life, losing my sister to an unbeatable cancer. A flood of memories haunts me on my return.