The dichotomy: comfort in a wild land. Life is a destructive pursuit—our position comes at the expense of so much. Yet so little of what we destroy is by our own hand. Seldom do we find ourselves behind the wrecking ball. Nowhere is this more true than in America. Opportunity—the payoff of so much destruction—abounds,...
A prelude to Tacoma. I spent last weekend in the ravines and meadows of the slumbering tyrant we call Rainier, but which should by all rights be called Tacoma. We began with a coffee (well we were headed to Seattle after all) and then bid farewell to the wind-beaten strands, scruffy hills, verdant vineyards and...
An homage to Mr. Armstrong. By now, the passing of Neil Armstrong is old news. As an explorer, Mr. Armstrong had only a handful of living equals. As the history books go, he will probably have but three: Christopher Columbus, Charles Lindberg and Yuri Gagarin. Only time will tell how carefully we remember the second...
