February 29, 2024 24 “extra” hours, and I spent the first five of them snoozing. I clambered from my cot with a shock – apparently the foam pad sandwiched between cotton sheet and canvas frame acquired quite the charge, and this morning's disassembly had me buzzed. My bed of four months reduced to a bedroll…

My journey to the river valley of western Minnesota has me thinking about feet. I didn't plan to be here. Honestly, the phone interview three months ago had me worried - a PT department completely vacated, patients diverted last minute to neighboring sister clinics. When anthropologists study a civilization that was suddenly abandoned, they suspect…

Somewhere in the river valley of western Minnesota -- Late on a Tuesday night in November, Wayne the well-coiffed plumber swept in and saved the day. I gazed starry-eyed at the water swirling down the drain, reminiscent of Wayne's voluminous waves twirling above his gap-toothed grin. No more sewage in my kitchen cabinets! My apartment…