Thursday, September 27, 2012


Kelsey just sent this beautiful photo:

And with Sam flying off to Spain this morning, Ben and his family in Fairbanks, Tom and his in Connecticut, and the rest of you busy with your families and careers, I've been thinking about family.

Last night I told Maren and Tim and Sam that I worry about each of you when I can't sleep at night. Sam said "it's not all about you" and Tim asked which one I worry about most and I said Tony and I thought they were right to make fun of me.

Okay, so I'll continue to worry, which is also a form of wishing for the best for you guys. But the flip side is that I'm also very proud of you. I admire you deeply.

In short, worries and admiration and awe and hope add up in some way to love and family.

Sunday, September 16, 2012

Equinox Marathon

Times for the Equinox marathon in Fairbanks (51st out of 297 men and if he had been a woman, Ben would have come in 10th.

Way to go Ben!

47. Rick Johnson, 3:57:23.4;
48. Dustin Madden, 3:57:30.3;
49. Christopher Miles, 3:58:05.6;
50. Edward Debevec, 3:58:21.2;
51. Benjamin Abbott, 3:58:28.0;
52. David Bloom, 3:58:41.7;
53. Myron Dosch, 3:58:47.7;
54. Robert Jordan, 3:59:13.8;

p.s. -- return Nate's phone calls!

equinox: stacking light for the coming darkness

8 feet high, 8 wide

Monday, September 10, 2012

After the end of the world

I dreamt last night that we were all moving into Nate and Ellie's place after breakdown of the world economy. It was kind of like a mix between Waterworld and the Swiss Family Robinson. To get into the family compound you had to climb into a basket and pull yourself up a rope. Inside we all gathered in a cluttered entryway to rifle through the items we had found on the side of the roads. One leather boot. One tennis glove. One frayed bungee.

We had plenty of food and we weren't in fear, in fact it seemed like our biggest problem was just keeping busy. We spent our time growing food and having long dinners around tables made from industrial sized wooden spools.

When everything falls apart I hope we can make this dream happen. Where should we rendez-vous? How will we get in contact with each other? What skills do you each bring to the table?