An early childhood memory was of my mother, long red fingernails, Priscilla Presley hair piled to the sky, wearing a red and white Western shirt, shorts that were Daisy Duke—(before Daisy Duke was a thing) and flip flops, standing in the middle of the barren country land we called home; playing—(of all things) an accordion. … Read more
At 6:00 p.m., Monday, May 27th, I boarded the Amtrak train called The Southwest Chief, to begin my trek across the USA. The trip was scheduled to take 72 hours and cover 1743.29 miles. I say this a lot, and I will say it again; if time is an important factor for your travel, then … Read more
On a humid summer evening in mid-July in New York City, singer, songwriter, musician and dreamer, Erin Lindsay Dragan, chats with me about the city from which she came, (a city legendary for its steel and its indomitable football team), the city she presently calls home and her current
My Master’s Thesis was on the topic of Entrepreneurial Mothers; in which I suggested that our entire economy would have to shift and change to accommodate the rising percentage of single parent households, primarily headed by females. (Or in Grad School terms; I proposed a paradigmatic shift ala, Thomas Kuhn).