Discovering a Rose

June 10, 2015–I was thinking about my Aunt Rose this week. She was 250 years old. At least she seemed to be that age in my childish worldview. She was actually born in 1898, the ninth of 10 children, and sister to my Grandma Annie. As parents do with all old...

Paint Dreams

Sept 24, 2014–I remember the year my dad took a painting class. It changed the way I looked at grownups. This happened around my sixth-grade year. My dad would have been in his early 40s then… a very old person in my worldview. At dinner one evening, he...

Star Trek: The Voyage Home

Aug 13, 2014–When I played in a band at a bar in Riverside, Iowa, Earth, in the mid-20th century, I wish I’d known I was standing in the very room where Captain James T. Kirk would be conceived 250 years in the future. I would have drunk a toast of Talaxian champagne....