My son, Evan, standing on the rim of the Grand Canyon, or for the conspiracy theorists, in a Hollywood backlot. I have not traveled in my life nearly as much as I would have liked. I've crossed the country, once by car when driving with my son home from Camp Pendleton in California. And that … Continue reading Road Tripping
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My Teenage Self
Someone asked me, (okay it was a Bloganuary writing prompt, I don't actually know any real people), what I would tell my teenage self. What advice would I give? My actual teenage self There are several ways that conversation could go. An almost uncountable number of vectors it could veer down. None of them would … Continue reading My Teenage Self