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Bells, Bikes, Beach–a week in Pesaro, Italy
Made for the NBA
I was not made for the NBA. I am short. I am not competitive. When I was a kid, in the backyard shooting baskets with Danny Leman and Ronnie Fritz,…More
Among the Sequoias
“Hey, go stand in front of that 3000-year-old tree.” This is not something you expect to say in your life. We’ve driven to the Fish Camp entrance to Yosemite, where…More
But It’s Butte
There are days you don’t really feel like it. But this is Butte. So we go. They should call this the Pile of Rocks trail, not the Blacktail trail. It’s…More
To See a Glacier
“Climb up on that rock,” Tizi will say, in the most offhand way. We’re on the trail, any trail, and the viewing is spectacular. She would like me to take…More
Road Words
Deep into North Dakota, Tizi asks: “Do you know the words to the national anthem?” We’re doing 80 mph on I-94, west of Bismarck. Today is a 700 mile day,…More
The Upward Gaze
After the convent, we were ready for a drink and a bite to eat. We were a couple nights in Ferrara, checking out another great Emilia-Romagna city, famous for many…More
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