Trust is an Aphrodesiac

I started ballroom dance lessons for poise, aerobic exercise, and gross motor skills. After three or four months, as I gained confidence, I was shocked that I was picking up an entirely different vibe. Something spiritual, something visceral, primordial. Something unexplainable. I spent my summer talking to people, listening to their stories, especially people that …

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NJ and Baltimore .

I've had a great couple days. After leaving Toms River seeing Bill's new house, I drove down US-9 to Cape May. I learned the term South Shore. I had scallops at sunset overlooking a marina, after touring the kitschy motel resorts of adjoining  Westwood NJ. Too cool. Zoning requires new construction (walgreens, wawa) to adopt 50's …

Dancing In Roanoke: Hurry/Wait

After my day lost on the Blue Ridge Parkway, I pulled into Johnson City, TN just before dark; wet, tired, and hungry. I had used a website to grab a hotel room and the place was a redone 1970’s chain; either a raddison or rodeway or quality inn. Once again, the desk clerk (and the […]