Sliding into home
Lots of driving over the past couple weeks. Santa Barbara was beautiful (surprise, surprise), but it feels good to be back in the home loop again, even if it’s only for a few days. Micah and I will be flying back to SB on Saturday to see Grandpa and I hope that goes well. We’ll […]
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I’ve been going to Lake Los Carneros in the mornings before I go to visit my father in the rehab hospital. (He’s doing better, by the way. Thank you.) The trails are soft dirt paths through the tall grasses – already brown, even this early in the year – and the calm of the early […]
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I don’t remember the year for sure, but it had to be 1976 or 1977. This place was one of the hot stops on the Goleta Valley Drainage Ditch and Empty Pools Tour back then and all of us who had aspirations of being the next Tony Alva or Stacey Peralta spent a good many […]
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He can’t stand up unassisted anymore, and when he does get the help to stand, he is unable to take a step. And this is a man for whom walking is a sacrament, an integral part of who he is. I remember him walking to work in the Newfoundland snow as much as in the […]
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“Before you cross the street take my hand. Life is what happens to you while you’re busy making other plans.” John Lennon With three weeks to go before the new film is premiered and this year’s expedition gets underway, I am experiencing a priority shift. I leave tomorrow for Santa Barbara where my father has […]
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