“I cannot remember the books I’ve read any more than the meals I have eaten; even so, they have made me.” Ralph Waldo Emerson There is a thought that’s been bubbling up in me lately, and it’s a comforting one. Maybe it’s part of growing older- or, the nicer way of saying it- maturing. Or…
Tag: New Mexico
New Mexico in the fall.
I am lucky enough to have gotten to live in New Mexico for nearly 4 years. They weren’t 4 contiguous years; I actually lived there twice, due to being called back onto Active Duty after September 11th. I lived there long enough for it to become a part of me, but the truth is that…
Ten Million Miles 