All is quiet on the western front.
Max here: Pre-dawn at the Casa... if the bed was North America, dad would be sleeping along the coasts of Washington, Oregon and a bit of northern California, with Charlie…
When were you young
As time sweeps past and vanishes behind me, an assimilated, impotent adulthood heaves itself through the ephemeral mist of youth, my restlessness pounded away by the vicissitudes and tides of…
Dateline: Taos, NM
The sun was sinking behind the rim of the canyon when dad finally decided to shut her down for the day; the Rio Grande river lay 800 feet below us,…
One of these things was not like the other
What a week; return from a whirlwind trip out west, and Monday dad returned to the daily grind to only find that someone pulled the plug on the grinder, and…
Deeeeep breath…
Dad here; for those that have been here since the beginning, you'll remember how difficult it was to break the news that Stevie had passed. But in the spirit of…
It aint dyin’ i’m talking about; it’s living!
It's difficult, if not right near impossible, to cross the Canadian river in the panhandle of Texas without this song playing between your ears. Just a thought that worked it's…
