Women’s History Walking Tour for Mother’s Day

IMG_2535On Mother’s Day, I led a women’s history walking tour through downtown Los Angeles in honor of my own deceased mother. Mom was a passionate advocate for documenting women’s stories in Los Angeles. Sharing these stories seemed like the best way to honor her memory, especially since I incorporate her research into the tour script. Leading tours always has me slightly anxious but I’ve discovered it to be a helpful distraction from what can be a really depressing day. I’m so focused on preparing for the tour that I forget to be sad about Mother’s Day … well, I never really forget but the tour helps to dilute the sadness. Continue reading

Santa Fe Stories During National Storytelling Week

I spent part of National Storytelling Week (January 26 – February 2) immersed in the art of storytelling—radio storytelling. After a week-long Transom workshop in New Mexico, I produced, narrated, and edited my own radio segment that aired on Santa Fe’s KSFR on February 21, 2019. The piece features Santa Fe’s former City Historian Ana Pacheco, who is quite the storyteller herself. Take a listen:

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Year in Review: The Places I’ve Gone

Before I fully dive into the new year, I always reflect on the last one, listing  accomplishments, milestones, challenges, disappointments, etc. While these reflections  remain private, I did want to document here some of the historic and/or notable places I moved through this year. This is definitely not an exhaustive list but just a few highlights to remind myself how I spent my 2018.


Built in 1875, Rapp Saloon was the first brick structure in Santa Monica and was designated a historic landmark 100 years after it was built. More info via the Santa Monica Conservancy: http://www.smconservancy.org/property/rapp-saloon/ 

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Portola, MacAdams & Kayaking the Los Angeles River

Elysian Park Plaque along Portola Trail

Elysian Park Plaque along Portola Trail

On August 2, 1769, Gaspar de Portola’s expedition camped alongside the LA River and named it in honor of the feast day “Our Lady of the Angels of Porciuncula.” On this day, 245 years later, I stepped deep into the Los Angeles river for the first time, kayaking down the river in the Sepulveda Basin. While the river has lost much of its original beauty, this stretch makes one forget all the concrete further down and imagine how it must’ve looked when Portola first  laid eyes on it.  Continue reading