(Feb 7) Visited my mother for her birthday, since I was sick my whole time there for Thanksgiving.
They are with me now more than ever
Six and a half hours of train travel is about to begin
I wonder how long it would take to fly upstate
Four and a half hours in this seat.
(Jan 27) Brr. Cold. January.
But I associate the airport with preed now.
(Mar 31) The end of March. April waits in the wings.
(Feb 15) A somewhat typical day.
It was a pizza at Colosseo’s for dinner night
Dawn climbs over the horizon.
Approaching the east coast.
Inside the United Terminal at Dulles, Washington DC.
Must be a tribute to Jefferson Airplane.
Paul made this all possible out of his frequent flier miles, which I know he has better things to do with. My thanks to him for putting me on the other side of the continent, and for the time he spent with me.