And after the debacle of the Amos Lee concert that could shatter ear drums at 100 yards, a decent time at The Pearl

You’ll remember that I’m telling the long and complicated story of our recent visit to San Antonio. We had gone for a lot of...

Okay, so last time I was talking about our trip to San Antonio and how I’d just ordered a Reuben sandwich at The Esquire, which is one of...

The Esquire Tavern in San Antonio. Once among my favorite restaurants in the city, and maybe the world. It could be again. But, right now...

So, last time I was writing about our recent visit to San Antonio. I had just gotten us up and out and on our way to La Villita. I ought...

So, I’m picking up where I left off. You remember we had gone to San Antonio to enjoy the city and to catch an Amos Lee concert. We’d...

Special note: I’m posting this today instead of on Thursday because tomorrow is Thanksgiving and I’m hoping we’ll all be too busy eating...

Okay, last time I said that there were two reasons we went to San Antonio in June, 2022. One was that we just like the city. The...

Hey, Everybody, So, I said that we were headed off on yet another adventure last time we spoke. Specifically, we were driving down to San...

Okay, today...believe it or not...I’m going to finish up with our trip to Durham. No. Really. I am. There was only one minor (albeit...

Picking up where I left off in Durham... Sunday was our last day in the city. It also proved to be the fullest. Forgive me, then, if I...

Okay, everyone, back to our adventures in Durham... The next day, Saturday, we slept in a little. The day before had been longish and we...

And still more about the Bennetts, plus four annoying guys, of whom (alas) I was one.

Hi, Everyone, Well, I’m taking a break from my Salado story because, as you know, tomorrow is Election Day here in the U.S.A. Most of you...

How one of the most important events in American history happened in a poor little house in North Carolina.

Meeting the Bennetts, a working class family of the rural South...in a war.

As you know, I’m in New England. In fact, we just got to the Boston-area. But, I also promised I would try to keep the Durham story in...

And thus we have a perfect, linear progression: genocide, slavery, war, and, finally, a plague of cancer...

Some notes on the fabulous Doris Duke (1912-1993)

Strangely enough, I have a (very, very, very) distant connection to the Duke family. Sorta. In a way.