At the Grand Village of the Natchez, they say the Sun bestowed all power to its relatives. It certainly was strong enough to make me too impatient and testy to…
Serendipity, or subconscious guidance? I had a resigned feeling about the chore of recrossing South Dakota. But staring at the map, I saw De Smet, and “suddenly remembered” it was…
Janet and I are riding out a real Nor’easter on Fire Island right now. Floyd Bennet Field’s toilets closed yesterday, after the showers three days ago, so I decided to…