August 1, 2022
My Persian kitten, Prana becomes a hunter at dawn and dusk. She sleeps the day away, but come the hour when night and day enter into a waltz, she awakens, to join the dance, seeking adventure. Prana, like all animals,…
July 13, 2022
July 4th. A celebration of freedoms. Independence Day. As I sat on my balcony, watching the fireworks over a bay dappled with boats and jet-skies, I felt the presence of my neighbors having BBQ’s, drinking, dancing and listening to music.…
May 2, 2020
Yesterday, I was finishing the build on my segmented-aluminum endcaps for Joybug’s interior design. (Yes, I’m still plugging away at her restoration.) Building endcaps was for the longest time, a project that intimidated me even from a distance. As it…
August 22, 2019
I sat in the passenger seat of my friends truck that Monday morning, rounding the final street corner towards the auto-body shop that held my freshly painted, brand-new Joybug. The radio was blasting, my friend was telling me a story,…
August 16, 2019
On a cold winter day in February 2017, I stripped all of my clothes off and climbed naked into my 1975 Argosy. If I may wax poetic for a moment, it was my own attempt at a ritualistic baptism; a…
August 8, 2019
Today has been a long time coming: it is Joybug’s make-over day!! She’s at an auto-body shop being painted from head to tow. When she returns to me tomorrow, she will be shiny, bright, joyous and looking like she’s come…
June 8, 2019
My heart was a jungle drum beating wildly at the mention of his shotgun. Standing at around 5’7, 94 years old, and no more than 120 lbs, Turkey Bob was not all a menacing figure. But lets’ face it: anyone…
May 31, 2019
I awoke that morning unsure of where I had been sleeping. I was in a small room on a mattress that laid on a hardwood floor with no frame, pushed up against an oversized window. My ears were open before my…
April 8, 2019
There’s nothing quite like the feeling of watching the sun set from 30,000 feet above sea level. As I write this, I am sitting on a Boeing 777, passing over Greenland en route to Israel, by way of Moscow. The…
February 7, 2019
I created this blog 6 months ago with a very distinct purpose: to invite the reader to journey with me on my newfound walk with Joy. Music, poetry, travel, health – all of these are personal vehicles for what I…
November 9, 2018
The empty boardwalk felt like an alleyway, and I a tin can, kicked by a man down a narrow street. I am only an echo (reverberating), a resounding clamor to rouse a pair of lovers in the apartment above me.…
