Last Thursday I had barely landed at SFO when I was once again reminded of some of the many reasons I love this little spot on earth, which I fondly refer to as the birthplace of my soul.
The air was brisk–with even something of a bite in it. The humidity felt perfect to me. The “always on” breeze from… Continue reading
If I were forced to pick only one piece of music as my favorite work, it would probably be Rachmaninoff’s 2nd Piano Concerto. The now forgotten music critics of his day bashed the 2nd piano concerto as emotional drivel, in fact, tended to bash Rachmaninoff’s work in general. But this work in particular, along with many others, remains a favorite… Continue reading
I had just returned my rental car at SFO and was approaching the 3 story escalator that extends from the first floor car rental center to the top level where the “air trains” take passengers to the airport. I turned and took care stepping onto the long moving device. I hate navigating escalators with a suitcase. As I was getting… Continue reading