I’ve got to wear a lot of hats in my ADHD lifetime - took many risks, having some catastrophic failures and many great rewards. Fortunate (perhaps a misnomer) to get involved in a few businesses that are the riskiest money losers imaginable short of being in the horse racing business. Books, Music, Movies and Art.

There comes a time in a young man’s life where, if the Father and Son are so fortunate, the 13-year-old son gets to experience a Special travel Adventure with just his Dad.

"ThE RiTe oF PasSagE"    "CoMiNg of AgE  and  "WeLcoMe To ManHooD"

Whether you are a Dallasite or not and whether you knew this man or not I offer an inspiring read and VIEW! RIP ALBERT SCHERBARTH my dear dear Super Nova of a brother. In longwindedness here I'm compelled to share my heart and a good deal of HIS ARTWORK SHOWN HERE shipped across the country in 2010 to feel it every day in my Bend, Oregon home. There are short TRIBUTES TO BERT created by mutual friends below, so I encourage you to CLICK READ AND VIEW and FEEL THE LOVE.

Time to pay Attention everybody - the World is changing. Fast. Looking at this Globe that my parents bought me back when I was a kid in the 1960's, I found it interesting to look at it from a different perspective just by happenstance. Took 67 years to see it this way, peering from the top down. We seldom if ever see it pictured that way. And this isn't going to be a political statement my friends. It's quite the contrary. Read On.

December 2025 marks a return to Utah after many trips to Salt Lake, Park City, Moab and St George spanning 32 years. Most recently, and heck it's been 12 years ago - 2013-  I attended the Sundance film festival in Park City with the VIP guidance of Dallas' Micheal Cain. Of course, it was and still is a bougie hollywoodie fest but one event stood out.

November 2025 hails a landmark visit for posterity with the kiddos and many many a dear friend after a 25-year hiatus - destination - The Austin Texas!  Twas the dawn of the 80's - over 40 years ago - with the first visits including the early 6th Street scene (when it was cool), as well as hanging out at Barton Springs and indulging in the foodie scene in its infancy there and the surrounding Hill country. Then a techie with Hewlett Packard, the drive from Dallas on the then lonely Highway 281 was a joy.