I’m in a bit of a revelatory trance these days as I come to the realization that without me going through my Brain Cancer quest, without being divorced, without my continually depleted body, without being extracted from Fort Wayne, I would not have had the priceless experience with David Raymond Miron this past Sunday. In…

THERE IS NO PLACE LIKE THE YOOP. I’ve permanently moved back to Ishpeming, or what the native indian’s called, ‘The High Sacred Place.’ I’ve done what I could to be the best Dad in the limited time I had. My sons know the power of Jesus. They know how to make scrambled and hard-boiled eggs.…