Quiet times here at Land’s Edge (the nickname I’ve bestowed upon my fortified cabin here in a remote corner of Central Pennsylvania on the banks of the Susquehanna River). If you read this, this, and this, then you know that I’ve recently been struggling with some major life decisions and changes, so the quiet times are needed. Thanksgiving was nice. My parents, grandmother, sister, brother-in-law, and both of my sons were here — the first time we’ve had the entire family together for Thanksgiving in over 17 years. I reckon my grandfather was here in spirit. My ex-wife stopped by, as well, after dinner. Everyone had a good time, and there was none of the drama or angst that seems to come with so many of these family gatherings, for which my heart condition was glad. Continue reading →