Did you ever misread a situation so dramatically it lead you to question your ability to read signs at all? I did several times last week. A lonely looking man approached my daughters and me as we were sitting at a rooftop establishment waiting for sunset. "Is it okay if I sit over here?" he [...]
I found everything about The Hotel Boulderado, with its Otis Elevator and historic decor, charming. My daughters had a different impression. “This place looks haunted,” Molly said as we checked in just after midnight last Thursday night. I cheerfully disagreed. I love old places. I have to. I'm old. We made our way across a [...]
I met a fascinating man on a bench two Saturdays ago and he introduced me to rice pudding porridge. Then, he taught me, like so many others had, about how to LIVE honestly, bravely and joyfully in a finite world. Trent Cole. First, I saw his name on a plaque on 14th Street, then I [...]
If I've learned anything about raising daughters, it's that sometimes you have to meet them halfway. So, I did. Because she lives 2,000 miles away in Los Angeles, and I live here in good old Wisconsin, my daughter, Katherine and I got together for a quick weekend in Colorado where we discovered the Boulder and [...]