Night Moves in Madison

Those Bob Seger lyrics aren’t about what I’d thought they were about. Well, yes, there’s that. The song was released in 1976, the year my sister turned sweet sixteen and Dad gave her the red TR6. I was eight years old. Astounding. I remember snickering at the implications of what “night moves” meant in the […]

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A True Vacation

You know the background here: after two weeks in New York, we turned south to Virginia to wait on a couple of doctors—which’ll determine where we’re going next—and this change of plans meant we had no camping reservations for the summer. We were in a pickle. When my good friend Mary Margaret offered us her […]

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