Lost Roads

You know, we all seem to go down so many lost roads in our lives. Roads that don't have a name and take us from our intended destination. But some of these roads lead us where we didn't know we were going and when we get there it's like coming home.

Thursday, November 14, 2024

Mom

So, Mom would have been 100 on the 15th of November. This was the last time I saw her in Connecticut when she was 97. I could not get back...

Friday, October 04, 2024

Rosh Hashanah Holid

*Note, this was something I wrote on an Instagram post asking us all to say "sorry" for the hostage situation. I reflected on tha...

Monday, September 16, 2024

I Know Too Much

The Things I Know I know too much because I know more than you I don’t cull my information from a newspaper Don’t put myself smack dab in ...

Sunday, September 08, 2024

Did I fix my Blog?

So, it has been forever since I have cracked the Blogger code to publish anything. This blog, which I started over 20 years ago, has stagn...

Sunday, January 30, 2022

Gathering Time

Gathering Time (Title of Simon Baxter's Book) We Well I For I can only speak for myself- Have had this lifelong project To gather time ...

Tuesday, September 28, 2021

Walking to Afghanistan

Walking to Afghanistan Soon we will walk to Afghanistan because the oceans have all dried up And the climate has changed Changed our moods, ...

Sunday, January 10, 2021

2021 Opening Statement

We live in this time when Presidents refuse to act presidential and are excused by their constituents because some of the things they do pr...

Sunday, May 31, 2020

A Place To View My Photographic Work

My main pursuit in life while not teaching, is my photography. Though I sell images to a few stock agencies, my greatest joy is to make ava...

Each Of My Countries

To My Countries: Why Do I Cry Out To You? To each of my countries I cry out to you I expect more and I expect better I know the s...

Tuesday, January 28, 2020

I Miss My Forrest

It's been almost five weeks and the level of sadness that I have has diminished...until it hasn't. I love you Forrest and last nigh...

Tuesday, May 14, 2019

Writing For Peace

I wrote an article for the Brattleboro Reformer about the issues that never end here in the Middle East. My goal, as always, is that we ha...

Thursday, December 27, 2018

Adrift

Adrift I fell hard the other day upon my moral compass It had lost its footing Teetered for a bit Then came crashing down A thu...

Saturday, November 10, 2018

Testament To Hate

This is a testament to hate You have dragged me yelling and screaming Knocked me down with hollow headed bullets And spit me out ...

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About Me

Jamie: Husband/Wanderer/Teacher/In love with beautiful images/Bike until you are VO2 maxed out and then bike some more/Use all the hours in the day and complain that there was just not enough time/Organize your disorganization/Throw the grades out the window/Use a Polar/Ride a Klein/Go to Utah once in your life/Go back to Utah/Get lost in the desert and ask a Bedouin for directions/Ride Stelvio Pass with a B.O.B. and question your sanity/Sit on the lawn in Tanglewood/Walk the splendor of Joezigo/Grow-up as a dyslexic and then move to a foreign country where you can't speak the language/Do sprints once a week/Have a photo show in France and sell nothing but come out smiling/Walk through Prague in the snow/Walk through Cesky Kromlov in the heat and hang out with the kids in a hostel/Get your dog to sing/Ride the western coast of America/Ride on a bike down the Danube/Stand in Dachau in a snowstorm/photograph in the heat of the day/photograph when it is so cold your fingers feel like stone/re-set your sails, get old and keep striving to do many of these things as best you can...

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