Category Archives: Describe Your Ride

Back in the day (about 1970 to be inexact), a poet named Gil Scott Heron wrote a poem about the black revolution that was taking place in America. The summer of love had had its day and much was happening … Continue reading →

Today began as one of those mornings, where the traffic I found myself in as I took my daughter to school, had me locked into a slower pace than I would have chosen for myself. It was so slow and … Continue reading →

I have been re-miss in my blogging duties these past few weeks and for that I ask for your understanding—there has been a lot of stuff going on and I just haven’t had the time time to organize my thoughts … Continue reading →

I guess my awareness of the “Long Ride” began when I quit high school about two or three months before graduation and hitchhiked to New York City with a friend who tended toward being a little weird—but in the overall … Continue reading →

Tonight is one of those nights where I need to use the computer to generate a little cash for the Henry household. I do a few newsletters and web sites on the side and generally enjoy
what I do—that is if it doesn’t begin to take up my life—I like to read the paper, talk to my wife before and after dinner and watch a few TV shows as well when I am clocked out from “real” work.

As I began to layout the latest newsletter I inserted a few CD’s into the player that sits by my desk and pushed …
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I will have to admit upfront that I am not a fan of what we have come to call news reporting during the past several years. I can’t remember when I last watched the evening news on
television (maybe 20 years) or read “Newsweek” or “Time” magazine—which were staples during my newspaper reporter days in the early eighties.

However, one of my major weaknesses—besides Hagen Daz ice cream—is my affinity towards the “mac paper” USA Today. I seem to buy it almost every work day and if the truth be told, head first of all to
the Life Section to see …
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During the past couple of weeks our mountain weather has gone from the mid sixties to the low twenties with several inches of snow, a few inches of rain and lots of windy days and
nights thrown in for good measure. During my almost thirty years in the western part of North Carolina I have seemingly seen it all.

Several observations can be made about spring in the mountains: it rains more than it snows; we are always teased by fantastic weather only to have it vanish completely over a several hour period;
and the daffodils always want to bloom before …
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Today has been one of those cold dreary days that have February in the mountains written all over it—the fire wood is damp, it’s hard to get the house above 65 degrees and after a gray
day or two it’s now foggy outside and getting dark earlier than usual.

It’s been a weekend where very little gets done and there is not much I am particularly inspired to do. In my mind it is like the flip side to a coin where the other side has clarity and breakthrough
pictured boldly in three dimensional glory. …
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I grew up in a small to medium sized town in Michigan called Port Huron. The town itself was sort of nondescript and was like many towns of its day—the rich people lived in one part of town, the poor
in another and those who found themselves in between—well they sort of lived on the edges of where everybody else lived.

We had two high schools, a couple of radio stations, a community college, two golf courses and a sailboat marina among other attractions. In addition, the town was just across the St. …
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In light of my recent discovery of the “Yes We Can” music video featuring Barak Obama and its powerful message calling people together for change, I have to wonder what the real message
of this video is and whether it is realistic to think that “ordinary people” can make much of a difference in the political landscape of America. …
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