A long, long time ago, back at the dawning of The Age of Bill as a writer, I…

The summer following my freshman year in college, the first summer working in a fruit and produce warehouse,…

Mid February . . . winter sighs its frosty breath upon the landscape, reminding anything with legs or…

If you have never joined Maggie and I on one of these walks, the procedure is a simple…

In 2023 I spent six months on the road, experiencing things never before seen, having the absolute time…