Plastic Farm AnimalsHere, thanks to Jim Illo, are home movies taken from my mother’s childhood. When John, Bob and Jim visited Mom last Mother’s Day this year, they watched the video on Mom’s television. Jim set my camera next to Mom and so recorded her narration. There is a lot of great footage from the 30’s here, […]
I learned a lot about my father yesterday when I read the following article for the first time. The story was published in the Carlisle Sentinel on May 21st, 1994 and my mother had slipped a photo copy of it into my 2013 birthday card. We don’t check the mail that often, but Bob had […]
Anticipation was palpable in the crowd of Ghanaians awaiting two flights from America at the Accra airport on January 12. Bob and I were in harmony with the others and yet isolated, each heart beating with a different face in mind. We shifted from leg to leg, leaning against the railing and then standing straight […]
Bob and I have been on the move all our lives and went into hyper-mobilization after we got together. We’ve moved every fifteen months on average over the eighteen years since we threw in together. Like they sing in that song, wherever we hung our hats was our home. Or rather, wherever we lay down […]
Bob and I have just returned from a wonderful trip north to see family and friends in Virginia, Washington DC, New Jersey and Pennsylvania. Here are some statistics from our trip: 1640 miles driven 42 gallons of fuel burned (approximately one barrel of crude oil) 36 relatives and 6 friends visited 24 bars of lavender […]