Meet Your Maker  Sitting on the local waiting in the station then running and shouting. A voice yells everybody down! We obey without question. How strange to be in a group all faced in the same direction the voice pulling us like gravity first to bent knee... Read More →

    I had spent the night in an airport on a ten-hour layover, not quite as awful as it sounds but no rival for the much-anticipated comfort of my own home. Bleary-eyed as we took off at 7 AM—no one on the flight was what my father would have called “bright-eyed and... Read More →