I wander America on a Harley Davidson motorcycle, sleep on couches and in fifty-dollar motel rooms, eat at Waffle House and Main Street cafes, and have conversations with people whose politics I might not agree with. These are our stories.
Wellbeing in America
The America we grew up in won’t survive the next few years.
We Liberals Need to be Honest
We liberals need to be honest about violence.
American Graffiti
In 1962, American young people believed in America.
The Barber
In Fès, every morning I have breakfast at the Cinema Café, a little street-side diner with movie posters on the walls and indoor and outdoor tables; a cheese omelet, half an avocado sliced on top, hummus with a tomato garnish, fresh-squeezed orange juice, tart black...
My View of America
A friend told me that I was being apocalyptic in my view of America. In the late 1800s, a French painter by the name of Georges Seurat created a style of painting called pointillism. Pointillism is the aggregation of thousands of tiny dots that in their entirety...
Huh…
I thought we all believed in the purple mountains’ majesty
Fès
A balding tom with orange mange shrinks into an earthen pipe dug and laid a thousand years ago today.
I No Longer Believe in America
I thought I did my bit. I served in the Army. I went to college. I started and ran a successful business. I raised two kids and sent them to college. I bought houses, cars, furniture and paid my taxes. I walk my dog. I love my wife of thirty-two years. I wasn’t blind...
Pebbles
Randy owns and manages The Mineral Springs Motel, a rundown twenty-three-room motel in Webster Springs, West Virginia
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