With about forty days left before I hit the skies for France, the pace of preparation is picking up. And so are the travel jitters. It’s no mystery that I’m excited for this research trip. Hiding my enthusiasm isn’t a thing. Nor is it something I attempt to muster the capacity to achieve. I let…
So, I sat down fifteen mornings ago with the intent to pen a tome on being distracted. The reality that I’m about as focused as a light breeze meandering through the desert these days is evident. Just getting to it. I’m exhausted. My head is spinning. I’m almost late for everything (on time is late…
Life in 1975 was a dream. A few months back, I asked my step-father to begin transferring over to me all of the photography and historical documents from our family. I’ve always held dear the responsibility of family historian, and he graciously agreed to begin the long process after spending the last few years digitizing…
My family heirloom stories seem to be growing as I get older. There are so many things that are being returned to me or rediscovered now. I think people stuff special bits and pieces of the life away in order to preserve it. However, there comes a point when making it a part of every…