Once upon a time.... "His need for us feeds us. And our love for him feeds him...for a lifetime." Ah! A grandmother's love! "How long...

I'm hurtling down the twists of the path. Wind whistling in my ear. Challenging! Thrilling! Things were going well until ... I went off...

My daughter, Johannah, was cross country skiing in the Wind River Range mountains in Wyoming in 1979 She tells this story: "I lost a ski...

She caught my eye immediately as she boarded the bus... with enormous difficulty. She was a big woman in a flowing dress. She dragged...

The metro is void of any human contact.. except...the musicians The good ones touch the heart. And for a moment in time, there is magic...

...because I make people happy!"

.....her delicious playing ...or her props? With very few props she created a space of beauty in which to make music!