NOT TOO MANY years ago, sister Claudia came to visit Sherry and me in the San Francisco Bay Area. Claudia had brought her treasured bike, a gift from her siblings upon her 60th birthday in 2010. It was a bright pink Schwinn with a basket in the front, and she loved her two-wheeled vehicle. We …
Our little corner of the world
We hail from different hemispheres of the globe. I am a New England boy and Sherry, although born in Canada, claims Mauritius as her homeland. For those of you who don't know, the island nation of Mauritius lies smack dab in the middle of the Indian Ocean. After Sherry and I met, traveled the world, …
California, there I went
It was a bright, warm morning in January when we crossed the border from Yuma, Arizona into California. As we descended the mountain range, the vast, open, lush landscape of the Imperial Valley laid out before us. I was on a cross-country trip with my friend Arthur. The year was 1976. We had traversed from …
The road beckons
Two years ago today, we said good-bye to the Bay Area, the place we had called home for a long time. We set out on our World Tour, with a guitar, harmonica, microphone, laptop and two or three suitcases. In reality, this was the third leg of our tour. We had been to Asia (Hong …
Christmas miracles come in many forms
A true story from my childhood The holidays for me invoke nostalgia, and for good reason. All in all, childhood was an idyllic time. My family was not monetarily rich by any means, but we had a lot: loving, supportive parents, siblings and relatives. I decided to try to capture the essence of my childhood …
Sherry & George 