I'll never forget driving back to my office, walking up to my receptionist, and with tears filling my eyes I say, "Please hold my calls, I just can't talk to anyone right now." I knew of nothing else to do but to put my head...
So I have this memory of pulling up at the airport with Christina and letting her off to fly back to who knows where. Having complained about my job or who knows what, she looked at me and said, "You know something, you can sit...
So, I am sitting in a booth at the Montgomery street cafe across from this amazingly articulate young man named Jacob. With words befitting a poet, he describes his love for my daughter with eloquence and beauty. I knew at once I was looking into...
My good friend David and I have often gazed at this picture that resides on the wall of my study at home. Both avid lovers of photography, we love the emotion, feelings, and memories that a good photograph evokes. This one says a lot about...
Christina and I were walking at one of our favorite places. The Sutro Baths area of the Golden Gate recreation area of San Francisco. She nudged me softly in the side as we both saw this photographer using a tripod and a Canon 5D. She...
Laying in our tiny tent near the rim of the Grand Canyons all she could talk about was getting up at dawn to see the sunrise. We did and it was beautiful. Celebrating Christina today, just as I have done everyday for 27 amazing years....
[caption id="attachment_3196" align="alignleft" width="200"] Our Silverlake Airbnb cabin[/caption] We were pleasantly surprised upon the arrival to our abode, an Airbnb cottage side-house. We passed through the blue green glass door and found a cozy and rustic one room oasis on a hill overlooking the LA skyline...
My youngest daughter, college seeker and travel buddy is guest writing this blog post. With Carissa's frequent appearances here I thought she should be heard as well as seen. Besides, she writes more better :) Ronnie [caption id="attachment_3112" align="alignnone" width="560"] Airstream Airbnb at Santa Monica[/caption] [caption id="attachment_3116" align="alignleft"...
The four hour drive from Savannah, Georgia to Davidson, North Carolina was interrupted only by a brief stop for gas and a few goodies at a grocery store. Our only setback was the discovery that our hastily purchased box of organic cookies with the enticing...
The following are some of mine and Carissa’s favorite photos from her college search last fall in the south. Since Carissa is our youngest of four, we have been down this road before. By now, most of the schools speeches seem pretty routine, small classes,...
