Can’t take long here. Got a big left-side neck-and-shoulder-muscle ache and had to sleep a lot, which is cool, but leaves less time to write. I’m trying to get to Winnepeg, but may not make it that far today, but close I’m thinking.
September 8, 2007 Decided perhaps I’d best catch up straight away to let you know where I am, which is the sort-of-glorious town of Sudbury, Ontario, home of base-metal mining. I’m going to begin using the date when I’m actually writing at the top of the post and then back track as I can. Basically,… Read more »
September 4 I spent the day with my friend Annie, Georgiann, Georgia Cooper, the inimitable. We’ve known each other since we lived in Berkeley, California back in the mid 70s. Her son, Grey, and mine, Zeb, were friends. She used to live with Jessie Miller, whom some of you might know. Annie’s the kind of… Read more »
September 3 and 4, Maine and Annie It’s Thursday, and I’m sitting on the steps of the Barnet Public Library. It doesn’t open until noon, but hey, it has wireless whereas everywhere else I’ve been doesn’t seem to, and I need to be on the road to Ottawa before then, so I’ll make this a… Read more »
Halifax to Saint John Left home in the Tibetan manner – in my own time – about 10:30 am. Don’t seem to have forgotten anything. Made sure to say a loving goodbye to my son, Zeb, since I may be gone for two months. “When will you be back? Six weeks?” “Well, about.” “In October?”… Read more »
This is a photograph taken of me in 2005 by my son, Stan Schroeder, off the Rim of the World Highway near Crestline, California.