At 82, my Mom moved last year from a house in Branson, Missouri to a 2-bedroom apartment at an Over-55 complex in Wylie, Texas outside of Dallas. This move has meant many things, including my impending need to break my vow to never return to the state in which I was raised. I left Texas… Read More Going Back to Texas

I can’t remember whether November is the month where men are supposed to let their facial hair grow for a good cause or this is the month where people who want to be a novelist give themselves a one-month deadline to write a novel. Maybe it’s both, but I can’t remember. And that gets me… Read More A November Writing Exercise

Just back from a month cycling, hiking, and living in Central Japan (Osaka, Onomichi, Hiroshima, Kyoto). Since getting back a few days ago, I’ve scoured the Internet for a video capturing my single favorite activity over a month of great fun: Riding a bicycle in Osaka. I’d love to have shot my own little video… Read More Beautiful Chaos: Cycling in Osaka

I’m approaching my 65th Birthday, which I perhaps mistakenly feel is a milestone people care about, or at least the government does. To prove I’m not dying, which also seems an important aspect of turning this old, I’m testing my physical limits and trying peyote for the first time. Okay, I’m kidding about the peyote.… Read More Turning Medicare and Rio Rancho

Had a chance to see first-hand how things are developing these days over at “Santolina,” a word Burqueños heard about all the time a few years back. Here’s how it’s going so far: It’s not all just a dirt road and distant radar facility, however. There’s also this: In case you’ve forgotten all the talk… Read More Cycling Through Santolina