I’ve seen the Discovery specials on salmon, how they leap dramatically up waterfalls to get upstream. What they don’t show you on TV is the ...

I once received directions to a school in southern Ohio that read: Take the interstate to the state route, turn onto the county road, when y...

Thunderbird Falls Friday we went out fishing. Let me clarify that. Michael fished at Ship Creek and I napped in the car. After a few hour...

And it ended with a poem The Janet Allen Literacy Institutes, so much a part of my life for the last nine years, are now officially over. I...

Friday, the last day. Debbi and I cruise some neighborhoods to look for Gran’s trailer park and the high school where Hector and Hannah go ...

My picture of the wall didn't turn out -- found this one on the internet. It is 14 feet tall, very ugly rusted metal. The crosses comm...

trash hidden in a nest under a mesquite tree in the national park 

Debbi McCullough's dolls commemorating migrant deaths in the desert 

Today Hannah went to court to support two Samaritans who were recently arrested for assisting 3 immigrant travelers who they found in the de...

Ed leads us on a path used by migrants to cross the AZ desert and mountains 

Arizona border home with razor wire around it. 

Hannah was shocked today. The desert was alive and green. August is monsoon season and the flowers, the thick clouds and the fire ants wer...

This trip seems somehow, weirdly, self-indulgent. I always feel guilty when leaving family at home. Always. The guilt will never go away ...

Beginning to write a novel when you have never sold a novel is a risky venture. Admitting to others that you are attempting a novel is comp...

Last night Michael went to fish on a pier 20 minutes north of West Palm. I peeked over the edge of the pier and went for a walk on the beac...

I'm looking at the date of my last post and can't believe it has been that long since I made an entry. All the experiences that ha...

Airline logic makes no sense. Beside the absurdity that a ticket from Cleveland to Buffalo costs twice the price of a ticket to London, it...

The Las Vegas airport assaults the senses immediately. Ringing of the slots and flashing neon, soaring movie screens advertising shows, the...

The end of an era – not for Lexington, but for me. Almost. The second to the last Janet Allen Literacy Institute with a team of folks I’ve...

The past two weeks have flown by faster than this airplane since vacation. Working in the backyard, completing a book proposal, trying lose...