The Uber Ride I Won’t Forget

The Uber Ride I Won’t Forget

The Uber Ride I Won’t Forget A Man Who Wanted to Be Seen I met an Uber driver on the way to the airport. His name was Mat. From the moment I got in the car, it was clear—this was someone who wanted to be seen. He was dressed in what might be described as industrial...
Standing at the Edge of the Dark

Standing at the Edge of the Dark

Standing at the Edge of the Dark The Road Into Nowhere We were visiting my son in Las Vegas, and one evening my wife, my son, my daughter, and I decided to take a drive—out toward Area 51, near the small town of Rachel. It’s hard to describe just how empty that drive...
When Strength Was My Story — And What I’m Learning Now

When Strength Was My Story — And What I’m Learning Now

When Strength Was My Story — And What I’m Learning Now There was a time when strength and endurance defined me. I trained for triathlons. Ran marathons. Shoveled snow, cut wood. Played football and wrestled. I was always confident my strength and endurance would win...