What a summer! For almost three months, I've been engrossed in 18th and 19th century American pioneer history. And believe me: this journey has not been easy. At times finding multicultural trail goer stories seemed almost impossible. But, what helped me get through this journey is...
I remember my first motorcycle ride. It was a Sunday afternoon in Vienna, Virginia. The sun was setting and my family was visiting my mother's long-time friend Glenda. Glenda's husband owned a red bike. I remember wishing I could ride the bike more than anything at that...
This weekend was definitely one for the books. About two weeks ago, my brother Jordan called me saying, "Kay (his wife) and I are coming to Santa Fe next weekend." I'm pretty sure I joyfully shouted in response. Kay and I at El Rancho...
Last weekend, I volunteered at Santa Fe's annual Viva México festival. Viva México is held at El Rancho De Las Golodrinas, which is located in Santa Fe along the historic El Camino Real De Tierra Adentro Trail. My volunteer role was providing information on this historic trail to...
My expectations were set high. I remember every thing my professors said Santa Fe told would be: beautiful, incredible, breathtaking. After calling this place home for over a month I know what they said is true. This city breaths inspiration and international cultural, no matter where you're from. This may sound...
Eat plenty, eat plenty. American Indian culture has been established and influenced the Southwest for centuries. Today, there are 19 sovereignly ran pueblos, or reservations, in New Mexico. One ancient, American Indian cultural tradition still reigns today are feast days. This historical...
I’m convinced there are two kinds of people in the world: those who drive for the purpose of getting from point A to point B, mere transportation if you will; and people like me who drive cars to, well, drive cars. Two types of...
History will have to record that the greatest tragedy of this period of social transition was not the strident clamor of the bad people, but the appalling silence of the good people -Martin Luther King, Jr. Someone once told me, all great stories...
Last Saturday I left Maryland for the Land of Enchantment. The plane ride was 5 hours, so like many plane goers, I designated my flight time as siesta time. However, when I woke up and heard the flight attendant utter “have a great day, and...
We have become, by the power of a glorious evolutionary accident called intelligence, the stewards of life's continuity on earth. We did not ask for this role, but we cannot abjure it. We may not be suited to it, but here we are. ―...