Southern Living: Richmond, VA

I’m sitting beside a bridge, beside a canal close to the James River, a paperback Cometbus beside me, the sun setting while the Silversun Pickups crank out a set about 20 feet across the water. On the benches near me are young families and old people-others who...

35 Years of Gratitude

I wrote the original draft of this post leaned back deep, feet kicked up on the seat of a train speeding through the Italian countryside from Perugia, Italy into the chic colossus of Rome. A few days prior, in between sessions at an international journalism festival,...