On the way to breakfast in Hohenwald, Tennessee, I wondered about Mississippi. This morning in Tennessee was pleasant, actually cool. I had no idea the woods at night could be…

A white linen shirt and sandals instead of flip flops got me into the San Antonio Museum of Art.   Afterwards, in the parking lot, I carefully hung the shirt back…

What a difference a river makes. When I came up the stairs of the PATH station at 33rd St., I inhaled the smell of the streets, and felt like I…