I had a disturbing call recently with a close friend, who lives in Europe. Her husband, one of the nicest people I’ve ever known, is having some significant health issues brought on my work-related stress. I’d seen him a year ago at Christmas and he seemed to be on the mend, but since then tookContinue reading “Crimes of Our Fathers”
As I flit from place to place, I wonder what drives me. After all, crossing oceans, flying from continent to continent, costs time and money. “Is it worth it?” I’ve asked myself that question many times, not only since Dauntless entered my life but well before it. In the summer of 1970, I worked drivingContinue reading “Curiosity”
This month marks 40 years since I first set foot in Italy. Arriving on the plane from the U.S., landing at Malpensa (north of Milan), we needed to get a domestic flight from Linate (closer to Milan). This meant a bus ride through parts of Milan to get from one airport to the other. HavingContinue reading “The Price of Friendship”
is easier said than done. These past three weeks has been a nice respite from the duty and responsibilities of Master and Commander of Dauntless. The last 10 days in Italy, at the house of my friends for 40 years, eating, drinking, sleeping, eating, drinking, sleeping, ad infinitum, lulls one in into a stupor sweeterContinue reading “Getting My Head Back in the Game”
It’s tough life; but someone has to do it.
Twelve hours from now, I will be snugged into an aisle seat on Delta Airlines, watching the minutes drag by like hours. As many times as I have taken the red eye to Europe over eh past 30 years, I still dislike it, a lot. In fact, I’d rather go to the dentist. Now, I doContinue reading “Ireland & Italy”