Dealing with lost luggage is an art. I don’t mean from the airline or baggage handler’s perspective. I mean from the point of view of the passenger. In fact, I have one particular passenger in mind. It was a day … Continue reading The Art of Lost Luggage
We just commemorated the 18th anniversary of the terrorist attack on the twin towers in downtown Manhattan. I was in high school at the time the towers were being built, and I remember the floors being added, one upon another, … Continue reading Déjà Vu Vu
I have a tapeworm. I don’t know where it came from or why it’s here, but it has burrowed its way into the bowels of my apartment. Unlike its intestinal cousin, this tapeworm is not an actual worm, although I … Continue reading The Tapeworm
Sadly, my parents never made it to California, not permanently. The closest they got was three months in San Jose, which was long enough to enroll me in school in the fifth grade. Two things stand out from that time: … Continue reading California Dreaming
I have a friend I haven’t seen much of lately, because he is busy cleaning out his apartment. He has accumulated so many books over the years that he readily admits his place has become a fire hazard. His landlord … Continue reading I’m Moving On
Years ago I bought a yellow VW bug. I had never owned one before and hardly noticed them on the road. Once I bought one, however, I started seeing them everywhere, putt-putt-putting around town with their quirky shape and ladybug … Continue reading Yellow Volkswagens Everywhere
I went camping this weekend with family members at Big Sur on the central coast of California. In all, there were four adults and five small children. We slept in two tents and packed enough supplies for what my mother … Continue reading Something Definitely Persists
