I’ll never forget a lot of things. September 11. Newtown. The Boston Marathon. But I wasn’t in those places when…
May is National Bike Month. My new city has embraced the designation and created Nashville Bike Month, coordinating it alongside…
I never met Gail Kerr yet last Wednesday’s Tennessean still sits on my kitchen counter, unread. Unopened even. I’m not…
I haven’t been on my bike in about two months for a host of reasons including some minor and temporary…
I heard this song in a morning Ash Wednesday service. The second and third verses touch on areas I struggle…