Polishing Rocks

My friend was humbled in the last 4,000 feet of a hike up Pikes Peak with his wife and friends. Sitting on his back patio, my friend, Ben, and I talked about his family and the specifics of one hike. It was up the 14,115 feet to the top of America’s Mountain, Pikes Peak, in … Continue reading Polishing Rocks

A Town with One Traffic Light

An ice storm stopped my travel through North Central Texas and gave me an opportunity to visit with a stranger. As my mother’s health began to decline, the number of driving trips from Colorado Springs, Colorado to Nacogdoches, Texas increased. At age 84 her enlarged heart capacity was at 15%. She lived alone in her … Continue reading A Town with One Traffic Light