For those of us “older folks” who remember a time before computers and the internet, the start of this “new age” of technology was actually pretty easy – just use the same username and password for every website… all set!
Well, fairly quickly we realized (at least I hope we [all] realized… image of the scene from Space Balls in my mind) this wasn’t a good move!
It’s that time of year again; time to hit the reset button on the odometer and begin anew. But, are we really starting over from zero, or are we actually course-correcting during a much longer journey?
This past week, my brother, his brother-in-law, and I traveled to Tioga County to bike and hike what is commonly referred to as The Grand Canyon of Pennsylvania. Avid cyclists, we rented a cabin a few miles outside of Wellsboro, where we had easy access to bike and hike the Pine Creek Rail Trail and east and west rims of the canyon located in Leonard Harrison and Colton Point State Parks, respectively. Continue reading “In Search of the WOW”
For the past four years I have been blessed to serve as the Director of Marketing and Communications for the American Red Cross Greater Pennsylvania Region, where I have had the privilege to work alongside a talented and dedicated group of staff and volunteers who remind me each and every day what it means to serve others. Continue reading “The Next Chapter”
For the first time in many, many months I was able to turn off all electronics and sneak away for an unplugged weekend. It was just me, my bike, a camera, and… let’s just say… a few beers. Continue reading “Beer and a Bicycle”
Mile 0 – That’s where I was on January 1, resetting my exercise mileage clock and heading out for a brisk bike ride along the James River in Lynchburg while most were still snoozing off their booze from the night before. I end the year this evening sitting in Pennsylvania, a place I am once again happy to call home. The exercise clock today sits at 2,361 miles, good miles traveled by bike and foot. What a ride it has been. Continue reading “2,400 Miles Later”
On the day I moved into my new apartment here in Mechanicsburg, the owner of the complex told me about two places she thought would offer good picture opportunities. Today I decided to hop in the truck and take a little trip to see why she liked them so much. Continue reading “Huck Finn would be Proud”
When I left Pittsburgh to embark on life’s journey back in 1995, the PA license plate on my car stated proudly, “You’ve got a friend in Pennsylvania.” A truer statement has never been spoken. For me, though, it should read, “I’ve got family and lots of friends in Pennsylvania.” Continue reading “Going Home”