Today we celebrate our 42nd anniversary and the world and I say goodbye for the last time. You have been and will always be the love of my life, my soul mate, the father of my children, the grandfather to our grandchildren, the brother, the cousin, the uncle and the friend.

It didn’t arrive all at once. Agony, in the presence of death, is slow and uneven—like waves that don’t keep rhythm.

Scorri a basso per l'italiano If you look up the word loneliness in the dictionary there are a few different meanings: Being without...

This is turning out to be another summer to remember. All around us mother nature is pissed at us. Fires, floods, earth quakes, smoky...

What a wonderful weekend as I was able to get two easy hikes in. This one is a moderately trafficked 4.3 km loop trail located in...

When Gianni asked what I wanted for my anniversary I knew exactly what I wanted. But of course it would mean he would have to put some...