My Year of Living (Not So) Dangerously

There are three kinds of “leaps” a person can take: A leap of conscience A leap of comfort A leap of faith A year ago, I took all three. I ran giddy and trembling into the unknown. I leaped – and so far at least, it seems I stuck the landing. I’ve done this before:Continue reading “My Year of Living (Not So) Dangerously”

Out of Edelman, Back Into the Fire

ON JUNE 27, 1990, I was having dinner by the beach in Santa Barbara when I looked up and noticed the city was on fire. Within minutes we heard the sirens and my fellow restaurant patrons headed for the door and out of town, away from danger. I, however, slapped on my press pass andContinue reading “Out of Edelman, Back Into the Fire”