My friend Keith has been counting the days to his son’s graduation for years. Michael will speak at his graduation from the College of Engineering at George Washington University in Washington, D.C. tomorrow, on Friday, May 19, 2023. On Sunday, he will graduate with the Class of 2023 in a commencement ceremony on the National … Continue reading #withkeith
Today I will join a friend in swimming 11 miles in open water, hugging the coast of my next-door neighbor island. My friend and fellow swimmer created the Swim of Hope as an act of love and support for a fellow swimmer, who is living with pancreatic cancer. I am swimming for my friend Keith … Continue reading Say it, then do it
In a couple weeks, my friend Christina and I will swim 11 miles, a feat neither of us has ever done. Christina named it the “Swim of Hope.” I take my inspiration for this swim from my friend Christina who created it on behalf of our friend Keith, who is living with hope and pancreatic … Continue reading Swim of Hope
In the days and weeks since my father’s death, I go to the water to smell the salt air and taste the salt water when my own tears won’t fall. I go to the water for solace and guidance as cancer ravages my sister’s body in the heavy wake of my father’s death. I go … Continue reading I go to the water
When I drive over the bridge for my morning swim, I can sometimes make out the currents moving and swirling in the channel. I cast my eyes to the cove, and sometimes I can see the currents there, too. The ocean is full of currents. Along the shore, in the bay and the channel, shifting … Continue reading Put your head down and swim
I start most days with a merry, motley band of ocean swimmers in a cove tucked into the east side of a small island. We have weathered all kinds of challenges together: northeast winds, wicked currents, crab larvae. The summer of 2018, the Kavanaugh hearings tested our civility, yet we listened to one another’s reasons and … Continue reading The Fellowship of the Swim
Each morning I cross the bridge to reach the cove where I swim. Each day, each moment in the water is different. Some days there’s a wind blowing from the northeast and I wheel my arms as I power through the white caps. I laugh sometimes because I’m taking such a beating. And there’s nothing … Continue reading Wade in the Water
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