Rainbow Bridge. February 2020. I have been listening to this album a lot lately. It was introduced to me in college by Peggy Simms Little's husband Tom (aka "Derelict") who was my roommate and close friend. Donald Dickson was also a really important friend of mine in those days, along with Varnum Ouyang, my roommate from the previous year. Read more.
The New Colossus. January 2020. On the occasion of the impeachment trial vote, and in the wake of the State of the Union, when I take comfort on an evening run from seeing Lady Liberty's light shine bright in the dark of night, it seems appropriate to quote the full text that we so often abridge. Read more.
Friends Along the Way. June 2019. At 7:10 on Memorial Day morning my Lyft driver has just dropped me off at the Northwest District entrance to Portland's Forest Park. I'm walking along the broad path that begins Forest Park's iconic Leif Erickson Trail, to check in for the 50k. Read more.
Pray for Me. July 2018. I consider myself a deeply spiritual person, but I subscribe to no organized religion. When certain acquiantances or family members realize this about me, their inclination is to pray for me. And I'm okay with that. Let me explain. Read more.