In 1983 my dad met a guy named Feddie Hoffman. Actually, he first heard about Freddie like an approaching weather pattern. My dad and his sister had driven to Vermont to take part in a week-long bicycle tour of ...Read More
If I remember correctly, it took me twelve hours of driving almost exclusively south to get from NJ to NC a week-and-a-half ago. But I've begun to doubt my memory, my sense of direction, and, yes, even maps in recent ...Read More
So there's this lake pretty close to our apartment in Wilmington called Greenfield Lake. It's right in the middle of a residential area, and the city has built a park along parts of it, and a walking/running/cycling track around the ...Read More
And by that I mean the bike saddle. Cycling is a pretty recent obsession of mine; I really only started riding seriously late this summer. In fact, it sort evolved in tandem (see what I did there?) with my interest ...Read More
