During the 70s my hobby was driving cross-country. I had four weeks of vacation and tried to use them all. Like most other years, in the summer of ’73 I got into my van and headed vaguely toward the Bay Area to intersect with America and various objects of desire, one of whom was Kathy, whom you first meet in Last Words. The whole ridiculous saga is reeled out here. (Six serialized Cowbird stories)
Category: Memoirs
Precious moments from an otherwise forgettable life
Last Words
Remembering a life-long friend. A Cowbird Story.
I Do It for my Family
Running a household would be easy if I didn’t live with other people.
The Writing Life (at least mine)
Each writer follows his or her own quirky discipline (or lack thereof) and I’m no exception. This story, first published at cowbird.com, is a day-in-the-life account that tells you how it’s been going lately.
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