For some people, it’s planes. For others, it’s heights or crowds. For me, it’s bridges (gephyrophobia, if you want to sound learned). The fear started to take hold in a serious way in the late 1990s when I moved to Cincinnati, home to the John A. Roebling Suspension Bridge, the longest of its kind in… Continue reading A Bridge to “Now”
Category: Travel
Lent 2013, Day 41: “Something” Always Works Out
A gaggle of college girls were ahead of me yesterday at Starbucks, apparently attached to the tour bus around the block. They were oblivious to the world, chattering among
Lent 2013, Day 13: When the Fog Lifted
It’d been foggy all day on the Delmarva (Delaware/Maryland/Virginia, to the uninitiated) peninsula. It was a minor nuisance while we were shopping at the Rehoboth Beach outlets,
It’s a Beautiful Noise
A cavern was hardly the place I expected to have my soul stirred by music–or to admire genius. But there it was, deep in the Luray Caverns, delicate music, almost like lace, accompanied