I knew sometime on my travels south I would cross wakes with Native American/US history. In New England their memory was all about us in places: Sakonnet Point, Wampanoag Trail, Narragansett Bay, or Aquidneck Island (for a time Rhode Island); in foods: quahog, tautog, or succotash; in culture: powwow, wampum, or sachem. But their presence […]

Gettysburg launches my discovery of America. I had visited before (detailed in another post). The battlefield is hallowed ground, like Pearl Harbor that I visited in February. I mourn my wife’s death so these places hold a special appeal. A moment to pause, to reflect, quiet, private, although often strangers are with me. What is […]