Who Are You Dylan?
All you need is love. All you need is love! All you need is love, love, love. Love is all … Continue reading Who Are You Dylan?
All you need is love. All you need is love! All you need is love, love, love. Love is all … Continue reading Who Are You Dylan?
Taylor & I decided to take a brief respite from the traffic on our commute from the office in San Francisco to our home in Sausalito by taking in the landscape between The Golden Gate Bridge and Fort Mason just sitting on a bench. Continue reading It Happened Before
Taylor walks behind me. Sometimes alongside me. At times even, several steps ahead of me. Wherever he may be in … Continue reading Heading into the Headlands in March
I just circled 49 years around the sun. The last time I really took stock of that journey was three … Continue reading The 49ers — Live 49 | Love 49
Barry “f!#$%cking” Manilow!?!?!?!? I am getting ahead of myself. Rewind thirteen minutes. It was a beautiful, clear, cool night with … Continue reading The Driver, Lyft, Frank, Disney and Barry
It only seemed like yesterday when my eyes woke up for the first time. Yet, ten years have gone by … Continue reading 7:28 AM
It’s been exactly one year since I posted anything on my blog. I’m not sure exactly what’s kept me from … Continue reading What’s Your Definition of Friendship?
Jack passed away on 18 June 2002. I never seem to ever remember that date, always needing to consult the … Continue reading Eat, Drink, Love
Our thirty days in India seemed like a dream, only it wasn’t. It was the most real thing we had ever done. We lived. We loved. We laughed. And we survived. Afterwards, our lives would never be the same. #AlwaysBeEpic Continue reading 30 Days in India 2016
I have kept a “treasure chest” that entire time, collecting keepsakes of notes, cards, postcards, letters, and photographs from family members and friends, as well as ticket stubs, sundry miscellaneous items to remind me of all the great things that have happened in my life and the moments when someone was thinking of me as something great was happening in theirs. Continue reading My Treasure Chest