Fun with octogenarians!
A pantheist and priest meet in a hospital...
Picking the lock of the memory box
How often do you knock on an unfamiliar door and get welcomed like an old friend by a complete stranger? Such was my good fortune visiting Springfield Massachusetts and meeting the magnificent Marty Pilon.
When a bad turn gives you a good break
My involvement with Downey Side began on January 6th 2012 in Stowe, Vermont. Skiing is the only thing that stops me pining for summer in Australia during northern winters and every year I go to the FCS Race For Kids charity event. But that year, on my very first run, I crashed. Big time! All I will say—it was far more Charlie Chaplin than James Bond. And I'm extremely glad there were no witnesses.