The Complete Flake Goes Camping
Late last night I got home---smelly, sunburnt, and sleep-deprived---after spending an amazing week in the Coconino National Forest near Flagstaff, Arizona. It was my first camping experience [...]
Father’s Day is Bittersweet
My father died very young, barely into his 30s, and I was too young myself to understand what death meant so I never truly grieved.
The Complete Flake Goes Kayaking
My arms, legs, and back were screaming at me, “This is a mistake!” but there was no turning back.
What really matters
Ever talk someone down from suicide? I have. And I forgot all about it until just now. How could I forget something so huge?! It was 1971 and I was visiting my friend Kay and her little girl [...]
