Distance, Time, Emotions, and States of Mind

Stone relief reading “A Multi-Legged Beast: The Marriage.”

One of the longest trips I ever took was just a short hop from Mid-Coast Maine to Boston. It was the final act in the drama between my first wife and me. The summer had been spent in a little cabin on the west side of the island; daily I commuted by bike to either …

You Gotta Be Kidding

You want travel advice from me? Travel advice from a former road-tripping, thumb-out Pius Itinerant? You gotta be kidding. Beyond what type of pack to choose and canned or prepared foods to have on hand for emergencies, I'd advise that the best budget tip is to always keep a twenty in reserve. You can pull …

New Balance

Something critical happened to me in the mid-1990s. My job at the Department of the Interior was "reinvented" away. The result was several years of family poverty because I insisted on searching for "professional" employment. That ended in 1997 when I walked into a United Parcel Service hub and began loading packages and freight for …

Rwoorr!

Max: First of all, Lou, tell that no good mailman to step up to the plate! The UPS man always leaves me a treat when he delivers a package. That cheapskate mailman makes me scowl, and that's not easy for a dog's face to do. Tell the bum to get with it! And I'm not …

Dune, On and On

Three travelers watch a tracked vehicle cross an alien desert beneath twin moons

Many of us have genres we avoid or particularly love to the exclusion of others. I'm not too fond of the mystery genre, but I love science fiction. There are exceptions, though. One of my favorite science fiction novels of all time was Frank Herbert's Dune. And my least favorite series was all the add-on …

Transport

Bearded man beside rusted Mustang; Texas plate reads “RUSTY73.”

Airports and I have a distant relationship. Distant because I am rarely near enough to them to have a relationship. Best? Worst? Those are qualities that I am not well enough versed in to venture educated guesses. For many years, my primary means of transport was by highway, by way of using my thumb to …

Getting Your Kicks On Route 66?

Vintage pickup truck towing a camper beside a rural prairie highway

A genre of stories, tales, novels, and movies is the "on the Road" variety. Before I began my life as a Pius Itinerant, I consumed lots of the genre in movies and television. The series Route 66 was required viewing for any young teen at that time who had dreams of adventure on the road. …

A Garden

My family was die-hard New Yorkers. Ahhhhh, concrete! Brick, tall buildings, and views of the urban canyon! But when I was in about sixth grade, my father was lured into taking a job as the maintenance chief for a large suburban residential development on nearby Long Island. The country. No, not really. But to folks …

The Grey Menace Arrives

I was living in Ottawa, Ontario, in the fall of 1969. A bunch of us had gathered on the corner to discuss some plans for a get-together, and all of a sudden, there was this grey kitten striding towards us. He looked determined, and he looked directly at me. The group grew silent. The kitten …

Generosity

I describe the years in which I wandered, performed, and did wild things as my time as a Pius Itinerant. It was years afterward that I realized that it was made possible only by the generous gifts and acts of kindness of others. At the time I was doing it, I assumed it was my …