As the 1960s sunk into the next decade, I decided to leave San Francisco, to “get my head together.” A friend knew I had carpentry skills and suggested I contact a woman who owned property in the Colorado Rockies above Boulder. She needed a handyman. A cabin was available. That seemed attractive. To get away… Read More

I wanted to join that company. Read More

Where did our community go? Read More

You can't talk about the end until you talk about the beginning. Read More

Both my partner and I often express our desires to return home. Each has a different version of home, having been born in widely separate locations, economic stability, and cultural surroundings. My wife is from Manhattan. She was born in Greenwich Village and, when her family moved to a larger apartment uptown, she continued going… Read More

Be here now, baby. Read More

I think we could write this retro Retro piece in synchronous serendipity, so I won’t dwell on a nostalgic past. But Retrospect fills an enormous need and has created a deep and profound community where none had existed before. The timing could not have been better. I joined Retrospect on the eve of the 2016… Read More

As with most mountain lions in our region, P-22 was born in the Santa Monica mountains, probably in 2010. As of 2016, the National Park Service had caught, collared, and released 12 pumas, male and female. They roam in the relatively wild areas of the Santa Monica Mountain National Recreation Area. There, protected by law,… Read More

For three weeks I lay immobilized... Read More

The world shook beneath my feet and I loved it. Read More