Pulling Strings

Pulling Strings

Perched at the edge of Wish, I stretch my neck as far as it will go, reach my right arm over, and wait with bated breath. Time seems to drag on as I strain, feeling the ache in my neck and back intensify. My arm grows weary. Finally, the quilled animal arrives at the...
All Aboard

All Aboard

Finally, I’m in the large, fortified Wish basket, and although ready for travel, I am uncertain what direction the wind will blow. As I wait for all you travelers to come on board, my mind wanders, wondering what will come next. I recall Dad handing over a map while...
The Cookie Crumbled

The Cookie Crumbled

Yes, in 2003 I saw it through my binoculars – the big smiley face logo on the Eat’n Park balloon heading South toward my home. It was the answer to my question about finding happiness. Indeed, I interpreted the sweet big cookie smile to mean that I would once...
Blowin’ in the Wind

Blowin’ in the Wind

So there we were: Dave, our neighbors, and me greeting a couple of strangers who had disrupted our sleep on a Sunday morning in 1992 after landing in a hot air balloon at the end of our street. We watched them climb out of the attached basket, gather up the silk...
Up, Up and Away

Up, Up and Away

Dear Passengers, Electra joins me in thanking you for two years of time travel adventures. And I thank Electra for helping me reflect upon and then express past events in my life. During our thirty-one excursions, some exciting, some informative, some sad, I attempted...