Without the pop-and-crack genius of chiropractor Stephen Khouri, I doubt I’d be getting ready to walk 444 miles on the Natchez Trace. As the official chiropractor for the College of Charleston athletic teams, he knows so many athletes. He works with marathoners. Triathletes.
You know, serious fit people.
I am not one of those people.
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Helen Rice is an internationally acclaimed graphic designer. I’m lucky to know her.
Before she became famous in advertising circles, she put up a collection of her art at a local Starbucks. The one frequented by MTM and me almost a decade ago.
I never forgot the whimsy on display.Continue Reading
As I prepare to go out walking, I owe thanks to a few people who have helped me put together an ambitious month-long trek through the middle of Nowhere. They’re all worth getting to know.
It’s a bitch to try to plan a trip with Roy, especially when I’m staring down the barrel of sharing a room with him and his lover, I mean, his Sleep Apnea Machine.
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