The Improvised Christmas

  December 25, 2005  Sunday What a strange Christmas today is, odd in its normality.  What was the difference between today and an early April Thursday?  The first sign that the tide was still Yule came as we were driving across the tunnel this morning as the sun was rising.  Few were on the road…

History Remembered By No One

December 2, 2012 Sunday “What is a book?”  was the obnoxious question I posed to May this morning, mimicking to the tag-team mockery of her Thursday dissertation defense ordeal. I could as easily ask “What is history?”  There are many kinds, infinite even, and not all concerning American commander-in-chiefs.  Just a clock hand ticks out…

Home for the Holidays Part I

written December 21, 2009   Of the two of us, at least one will have a white Christmas; the surrounding area is covered in a medium dusting, but freezing rain is approaching.  Tell me again about el tiempo en Florida… =) Last night Dad brought home a map of Afghanistan to learn where all of the craziness is…