Original anecdotes, commentary, rumination, and occasional pontification.
JUNE 20, 2025 – (Cont.) Several days ago I wrote about my childhood experience of putting a note inside an empty ketchup bottle, tossing it into the Mississippi River by our home in Anoka, Minnesota and waiting to see if (a) the bottle would be retrieved anywhere along the flow of the river to the …
JUNE 5, 2024 – Back in the day when I was a compulsive runner and x-c skier, I didn’t think much during the thousands of hours I spent pounding the pavement or striding relentlessly down the track. The physical demands were too intense to allow for anything but focus on pace or . . . …