“Flash, Bam, Alakazam,” we land out of an orange-colored sky, into the backyard of my 2007 house. I hear the faint sounds of a Nat King Cole song playing from inside the house along with the urgent ringing of the phone. I had to hurry. Since Electra only advanced us a...

Of course, I would think over Dr. Michelle’s offer. Presenting at ASHA’s Annual Conference in Boston would be over-the-top awesome. The idea of a weekend away, and in Boston no less, one of my favorite cities … WOW! I hadn’t been away for many years! All I needed to...

ELECTRA: “Thanks for the sing along, but, before we takeoff, can you tell me how come you left out the last stanza?”. ME: “Ya mean … When they've all had their quarrels and parted, We’ll be the same as we started …?” ELECTRA: “Exactly! So, did your friends have...

It was during that concert, shortly after Dave had been diagnosed, that I chose a different road — ya know, the one less traveled.

My new road was to become one of separation; separation from Dave, separation from friends, separation from laughter. and, indeed, a road shadowed by insecurity. 

Hmmm … how does the song go?

We are still in 2001 and my passengers, standing in a far corner of the ballroom, continue to watch the evening’s events unfold as my anxiety grows. Now that dinner is over, they wonder what’s up next.  Again we hear the tapping of spoons on stemware followed by a...

ELECTRA: "OK, please explain — we arrived in 2001 ages ago, so why is everyone still buckled into their seats! What’s the deal? Why the wait? ME: Well, a person named Gail (you know her — she’s a close relative) needed a “time out” in 2022 to celebrate several events....

I couldn’t disappoint my national organization, ASHA (American Speech Language Hearing Association) and knew I’d begin writing the requested article ASAP. We all know how long that can take! As such, the publication date of “Still Traveling the Road” was June 19 of...

Electra, and I were startled upon hearing the phone ring in the house. So, I left my red engine plane and our passengers, stomped through the heavy snow and returned to the front door. By the time I arrived, the ringing had stopped. I heard a familiar voice say, “...

Ya know, only one traveler guessed the title of my picture book. Honestly — I thought it would have been obvious. After all, the word tale in “Dave’s Tale,” or story, sounds the same as the word tail, which, before he had lost it, belonged to Eeyor of “Winnie the Pooh” fame. Words that sound the same but which are spelled differently and have different meanings are, as we learned in elementary school, called homophones….