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April 2011. Tornadoes ripped through central Mississippi, chewing up forests. Homes. Even whole towns. As I walked through forests yesterday, still decimated almost three years later, I thought back on my second week of walking the Trace.

I never thought anything could be this hard.Continue Reading

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When Alice left me, I despaired. She set a high bar for a wingman. She dragged Dad around to make sure he talked to enough strangers every day. She went out in small towns in the dark to get medicine. She fetched dinner and made sure I ate. She gave out cards for my novel and encouraged people to read it, even developing a sales schtick with Roy that was pretty awesome.

Two days on our own, and Dad and I were screaming at each other. (Well, I always have to scream for him to hear me.) We don’t do well on our own.Continue Reading

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Lots of Civil War battles were fought along the Natchez Trace. Including the Battle of Raymond, just south of Jackson, Mississippi. When I parted the scrub and stepped onto the battlefield, I didn’t hear Union and Confederate cannon fire, didn’t watch the Southern army fail to repel US Grant’s Yankee troops.

I was interested in a different war. The one the United States lost (as any Canadian will tell you.) Continue Reading