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Cleveland Ho

In April of 2011 I drove south from New York to the Northern Fork in Virginia. Ms. Carolina was recovering from yet-another battle with cancer. Her husband thought my visit might cheer up the blonde beauty. The Potomac River was cold, but I jumped from their dock into the frigid water. Ms. Carolina laughed at […]

Leap Into The Charles

My nephew treaded water in the Charles River. Twenty feet beneath me. Standing on the railroad bridge jumping is not meaningless. Not jumping is meaningless. My nephew shouts from the river, “Jump. It’s a good thing.” Matt was right and I jump off the bridge. And I fall like a stone through the air without […]