I remember during covid there was a time people realized nothing mattered more than art. Was there a new episode of a series you loved? Everything is solved. Had your favorite musician put out a song you could hear? The day is saved. Maybe relationships matter. But relationships are built on stories, which are art. […]
Read More The Sounds They MakeI was so lonely so much of the time in New York, but I did enjoy doing things alone becuase I could give them my full attention. I visited museums, took walks, and explored without the component of discussing it. So when none of my friends took me up on another historical walking tour, I […]
Read More Brookside HistoryWe stood on the spot where the cemetery used to be. “He didn’t want to live next to a cemetery, so he had all the people dug up and moved.” Our tour guide read from a stapled stack of pages, researched by another Kansas City historian. Our tour was “Wicked Westport,” and it was, as […]
Read More Westport, Kansas City’s Wildest WestToday my lovely barista asked me how I was doing, and I said, “Huh… good… again.” It’s surprising. Maybe it’s that I came into a bit of money, so I’m relaxed about money. Or that my panic disorder seems to be retreating (though I hate to comment on that, and must knock on wood). Maybe […]
Read More Good Guys: Andrzej Tadeusz Bonawentura Kościuszko
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