Sometimes you have to hit pause and enjoy the simple things in life. That was the case Friday afternoon when we boarded the dogs, threw a few things in a suitcase, and hit the road towards Big Bend National Park. Little did we know it would be just what we needed, and more.
Last night a new round of rioting and looting in Minneapolis began after what these Antifa/BLM thugs assumed was another police shooting. Under pressure, police later had to release a video proving that the suspect actually committed suicide.
But that mattered little to the rioters. It isn't about "racial justice".
Imagine it's an election day, and you're contemplating whether you should even bother getting out of the house and driving to the polls. After all, what's the use? There is no one on the ballot that you trust or respect, neither nationally nor locally.
As I have written repeatedly, I miss being close to my family, treasured friends, authentic shrimp po’boys, muffalettas, gumbo, and a smorgasbord of top-knots musicians in South Louisiana. But hurricanes? Not so much.
I love travel and all that goes with it: the planning, the frustration, the airport waits, the crowds getting on cruise ships, the anticipation, the thrill of reaching the destination and seeing the wonders of the world. I have always loved to drive and have taken some wonderful trips by
The first three years after I retired from teaching, I cried whenever school started. I felt totally out of sorts. This year, however, like my teenage granddaughter says, “I’m good.
