The Wine Dark Sea

Posted on Dora Katherine Money Elder’s birthday, and as such, the appropriate drink pairing for reading this essay is a Manhattan. She had a bit of the travel bug, from which there is no cure, only temporary relief.

Wednesday afternoon, mid-July. Recently this region of France, Herault, set a national high temperature record of 45° C. (113° F.). Today it was not quite so hot. Catherine and I arrived at the boat by tram and bus: our Renault is on its last legs. Robert and Jade, his daughter and Catherine’s friend, were already aboard, as was Ian, Jade’s godfather. Continue Reading

The Accident

By seven in the morning the raft guides at Wind River Outfitters were busy getting ready for the day. The truck that hauled all the gear, a faded green Ford with a crew cab, was already loaded with life jackets, helmets, and paddles, all thrown in the truck bed. Three inflated rafts were stacked on… Continue Reading

Game Show Host

Looked at from a performance standpoint, tanks are cool: big hunks of metal that can move very fast, shoot things, and can endure a fair amount of being shot at. They’re battleships on land. They are a combination of mobility and firepower. In his very funny book, Don’t Stand Too Close to a Naked Man,… Continue Reading

Road Trip 2019

Trains, the metro, and automobile The trip began at the wrong train station. You’d think that would be hard to do. The main train station in Montpellier is, and always has been, the gare St. Roch. We were vaguely aware that a new train station was under construction nearby, and indeed, in July, 2018, that… Continue Reading

The BS Moose

In the summer of 1973, I had just finished the fifth grade, we moved to a large brick home on Vernon Terrace. It the nicest home we’d ever lived in that was ours, very similar to our quarters at Fort Belvoir, an Army base on the Potomac River, not far from Mount Vernon. In the… Continue Reading