The ages of (wo)man – a meditation on life, family, and those who have gone before.

Grandmother with one of my cousins.

Aside from my parents themselves, my maternal grandmother was probably the most influential adult in my young life.  I was an only child, born ten years into my parents marriage, when they were both 35 years old.  If I was not with a parent, or a teacher, or the parents of a select handful of friends, I was with my Grandmother and Granddad. Continue reading

From the Archive: Lord of the Scooter

This barely qualifies for an ‘Archive’ post, but I ran across this video on my phone and had to share.

Granddad gave B a (green) Razor Scooter for his fifth birthday (along with a full set of pads, given B’s genetic heritage). There were a few crashes and false starts, but he got things worked out pretty quickly: