My review of JD Vance’s “Hillbilly Elegy”
A good use for what many consider “waste.”
My friend Vince taught me a lot about wine, and a lot about life.
Sunshine, rain, and everything in between. Spring is on its way.
A story from my next book “Follow Your Dog,” a lesson learned when observing a great raptor migration.
Fishing alone in New Zealand’s South Island, I experienced a “New Zealand Brown Trout” kind of day.
It may not be fall, but this story captures the buzz of activity that animates each season here in northern California.
My poem “Nature’s Child,” which I wrote for my daughter Lyndsay after the birth of her daughter Dezla.
Getting into the “spirit of the season,” at age 85, I thought I might go back to the best Christmas…
One of the joys of an American surgeon reaching out to the world in Pretoria, South Africa (1976).