10,589 Miles Later

Here are some things I have come to know: The land of the United States remains vast and more beautiful than any imagining.  The people of the United States remain more capable of wisdom, kindness and cooperation than our media and leadership lead us to believe. GPS systems can get you almost anywhere – sometimes by incessant nagging, sometime with astonishing grace. I hear there may be an annoyingly breathy replacement coming… Read More

American Words Heading West

A few days ago, a poet in Colorado Springs said to me, “I’m really not interested in theory.  There is far more that is real in art.  I like keeping my work close to life itself.” Later in the afternoon, a first year student at Colorado College said, “It’s been amazing to me to see how much we aren’t told about history in public school.  Unless someone tells you, you never really… Read More

On the Road in Omaha

Yesterday I drove through rain at the end of 8 hours on the highway.  I drove I-80W again — through what this time I learned is the National Silos and Smokestacks Historic Area. I hadn’t noticed this three years ago and found myself tweeting ( a behavior I still can’t quite square with my sense of self), “Who knew?” Beyond the rain was Council Bluffs, Iowa and a family of four —… Read More

Gearing up for the Last Leg – 100 VOICES 2012 Road Trip

I’ve been on a rest stop 9000 miles down the road since March 3.  Whitewater, Wisconsin – a rural community between Milwaukee and Madison where the Sweet Spot Coffee Shoppe greets the morning; farms, families, schools, businesses (conventional and cyber) and a university fill the day; and the newly opened Black Sheep Restaurant brings culinary art to the evening.    In the two turns of winter to spring that I’ve spent here (last… Read More

Notes on Leaving

It is early morning in the middle of April.  I am on a bus leaving Oxford, UK.  I have kissed my daughter on the cheek more than twice.  We have hugged one another many more times than that.  Each embrace as if it were the actual goodbye – the one that would leave our parting fully signified and safe.  All through, we smile into each other’s eyes to fill the gaps between… Read More

EX:Change on Easter Hiatus in the UK

Alongside what changes is what endures.  Each is finally contained in the other.  Many times, what remains most reliable does so because of its capacity to change. Here I am, visiting the UK because of one of those enduring things — family — more specifically, my beloved expat daughter. Today is Easter.  That means many on the islands are following the tradition of gathering with families over meals  —  elaborate and larger… Read More

Where are the White People?

Sometimes I turn to internet sources for news updates.  Huffington Post, NYT, stories posted to facebook, local papers’ websites for learning about where I am along the road.  Often there are stories with photos of crowd scenes.  Some are international, but I’m thinking today of domestic stories – Occupy, Tea Party, vigils, protests on the National Mall or at statehouses across the country.  In the case of crowd photos from the U.S.,… Read More

Game Change -or- Change the Game

“It might feel good it might sound a little somethin’ but damn the game if it don’t mean nothin what is game who got game where’s the game in life behind the game “ Public Enemy Since the dawn of the species – a moment we can only approximate since the missing link is still…well…missing — human beings have had stories.  Stories help us know how to live, how to endure.  Through… Read More

Warming Trend and the Cool Constant of Cooperation

Today is the third above 70 degrees in Wisconsin.  Locals clearly love it.  So do I. And … really?  70’s in late winter here in a U.S. state that shares a rather large lake (Superior) with the Canadian state of Ontario? Maybe it’s the Texan in me who can’t imagine anyplace else acting in total defiance of the seasons.  Maybe it’s my vigilant interest in our reading the trends to avert calamitous… Read More

March 4th has it all over Super Tuesday

I drove into Cincinnati from Manhattan.  How many times will I be able to say that?  Not many. And it was no minor feat.  I’m guessing this is not the least bit surprising to any of you.  Still, we say these things out loud to one another – partly as a request for validation – a “wow” that fits with the relative enormity of the accomplishment.  The vast majority of Americans don’t… Read More