While living in St. Louis in the early 90s, I found myself in the middle of an “100-year flood.” This may be the closest I have come to living through a slow, growing disaster until this pandemic. During disasters, where do we find comfort?
Category: Deborah Westervelt
Trail Angels and the Trail of Life By Deborah Westervelt Backpacking is walking towards something. The route could be thru, in and out, or circular. The Appalachian Trail is a thru hike that includes some of the steepest gradients in the United States. It is often called “The Long Green Tunnel” due to the density […]
It was the 80’s. No internet. No cellphones. A $5,000 credit card limit spelled FREEDOM!
Change Welcome every guest, No matter how grotesque. Be as hospitable to calamity as to ecstasy, To anxiety as to tranquility, Today’s misery sweeps your home clean, Making way for tomorrow’s felicity. Rumi At home Sue and I often sit in our backyard. It’s become a place of solace during the months of pandemic. Like […]
