Tuesday Bag o’ Tissues
Halfway through the first tram tour I lost my voice. And so, for the first time in the eight years I’ve been volunteering at PASM, I bailed on my co-volunteers and went home.
Glitch in the Matrix
Of course the real glitch in the matrix is Trump and the inescapable fact that a subset of the population thinks he’s the greatest. That subset includes former friends of ours, who couldn’t have shocked us more had they revealed themselves to be cannibals.
Air-Minded: Yellow Peril
“Carry a barf bag whether you think you’re prone to airsickness or not,” my instructor pilot said, “because you never know.”
Busting Up the Tearoom Trade (Updated 3/22/19)
… all this happened 30 years ago, at a time when gay servicemen and women were actively pursued, identified, and forced out (usually with dishonorable discharges).
Safety Sam & His Wheelchair Tram
My experiences driving disabled vets for the VA came rushing back. I’d done literally everything wrong, and that was what had been bugging me earlier.
Air-Minded: First Flights
Everyone has to start somewhere. Do you remember your first airplane ride?
Erin Go Get a Job
If you’re doing something people need, it’s not menial or beneath you. Don’t disparage honest work.
The Eagle Has Landed
We drove to Las Vegas to attend our grandson Quentin’s Eagle Scout induction ceremony, held at the regional Scout Council on Saturday, March 2nd.