Yesterday, we took a strenuous hike in the maze of rocks high above Moab, Utah. We were searching for petroglyphs and enjoying a warm, sunny autumn day. One of our sons was with us, helping…
Night Thoughts
What happened to my mother's dreams? And my father's too? They're gone, ashes to ashes, dust to dust. I see all the dead men and women walking arm in arm, talking, around the block near…