Fellow nomads, meet Neil and Jen. Read more
Rex grew up in Mariposa, a Yosemite Valley town with four hotels, three gas stations, and no traffic lights. Every weekend he’d ride his bike ten miles to buy candy at the nearest corner store. He graduated high school with the same 100 kids from his kindergarten.
The artist who lives next door to us spent childhood summers at her relatives’ farm outside Chute-à-Blondeau, Ontario. She remembers the dizzying vastness of the blonde fields and of the frescoed chapel where they went for Sunday mass.
Fellow nomads, meet Karan.
Behind the Halloween mask is our new friend Rick, a man of many talents.
Gerti loved the jacket I bought from her today at the Downtown Market–it’s just like one that she had in 1962, the year she left her village outside Munich to come to the US.
A therapist talks about ego, blind faith, and a hill in southeast Minnesota.
Fellow nomads, meet Joanna.