One of my earliest childhood memories finds me nestled in the back of a wood-paneled station wagon with my brothers and sister, crocheted afghans pulled to our necks, eyes fixed on the ceiling of the car, and little padding for our backs. Above us, centered in the beam cast from streetlights and traveling cars, our hand-shadow puppets danced across a stage until the […]
Road Trip
May the road rise up to meet you, may the wind be at your back, may the sun shine warm on your face, may the rains fall softly upon your fields.” […]
