Sixty years ago today, my mom touched the Atlantic Ocean for the first time. In 1953, my mom, her sister and their mother drove to New York to pick up my grandfather, who had been working in New York for a year. They made a long vacation out of it, touring New York sites and then driving up to New England. Continue reading
…and so do I!
It’s been several years since publicly-accessible paddle boats have glided through the waters of Echo Park Lake. The paddleboats and canoes sure were a sight for sore eyes on Saturday. And as the paddle boats return to Echo Park Lake, I too make a comeback of sorts — returning to the blogosphere. It’s been five years since I switched from blogging to microblogging (i.e. Twitter). Yet, I still find the need for longer reflections. Sure I could reflect privately, but the public nature of the blog provides a better discipline as well as keeping one’s technical skills sharp.
