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September 14, 2020

Worn-Out Garment

“Death is nothing more than the casting-off of a worn-out garment.” Adi and I witnessed a traumatic event last evening.  The night started off innocently enough.  After a beautiful Sunday of relaxing around the house we decided to grab an evening snack at the Spot on the Seawall in Galveston.  Spending time by the water […]
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Published on September 14, 2020 11:07

September 2, 2020

Spirits Are Using Me…

I never expected to be in this situation—living in Galveston and incidentally right next door to Adi’s parents.  I have settled into this odd reality where I am living equal parts Everybody Loves Raymond with a healthy dose of The Addams Family thrown in to make it feel a little less conventional.  Adi and I […]
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Published on September 02, 2020 13:15

August 22, 2020

As the Hurricane Churns

A hurricane is looming in the Gulf.  Actually, two hurricanes that go by the names Marco and Laura.  Both seem to be vying for America’s attention as they pick up steam and head towards the mainland.  This would be Adi and my first hurricane.  We only arrived in Galveston three short weeks ago and already […]
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Published on August 22, 2020 11:48

August 17, 2020

Confessions of a Parrothead

“I’d rather die while I’m living than live while I’m dead.” I have a secret.  I don’t really reveal it to anyone and in fact, it took me a number of years to admit it to Adi until I finally realized I couldn’t keep it from her anymore.  I am a Parrothead.  Yes, it’s true.  […]
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Published on August 17, 2020 11:45

August 10, 2020

The Bagel Nazi

There are certain class distinctions living on Galveston Island, almost like a caste system.  People who call Galveston home are broken up into two specific groups that are identified through two acronyms—BOI or IBC.  Neither Adi nor I knew this until we began mentioning to people that we lived on the island.  Whenever me mentioned […]
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Published on August 10, 2020 06:01

August 6, 2020

The Language of Dreams

“Merge into the One.”  I heard a voice whisper ever so gently to me as I was half-asleep yet half-awake.  It’s that sweet spot of sleep where our defenses our down just enough to receive divinely inspired message while being just conscious enough to remember them.  Most times, dreams deliver us messages while we deeply […]
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Published on August 06, 2020 11:12

August 2, 2020

I Wish It Would Rain Down

Adventures have setbacks.  This is the essence of what makes them adventures.  Adi and I decided that we would rent a 4 X 8 U-Haul trailer to carry only our “essentials” to Galveston.  We are downsizing, we both agreed, and we want to become light and nimble in order to be able to get up […]
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Published on August 02, 2020 14:02

July 23, 2020

Goodbye

Very rarely in life do we have such identifiable closings of chapters in our lives.  Most sneak up on us and oftentimes we might not even know a chapter has closed until long after it has concluded.  We try desperately to hang on to what once was however when we do finally realize something has ended […]
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Published on July 23, 2020 05:04

July 16, 2020

Writer’s Town

“Galveston is a writer’s town.”  I remember telling Adi this the first time we visited the island together.  Our first time to Galveston was incidentally my first time to visit the city.  Adi had lived a lifetime in Galveston; her family owns two homes on the island, and they celebrated holidays and summers there where […]
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Published on July 16, 2020 18:12

July 9, 2020

The Magic of 108

After a long day of shooting Yes, And Yoga, Adi and I awoke the following morning and her adventurous side started shining through.  “How about we take a trip for your birthday?” she said as the sun had barely crested over the horizon.  I was turning 51 on July 4th and Adi, ever the travel […]
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Published on July 09, 2020 07:12