The journeys we can still take safely

Photo by Jan Huber on Unsplash

When I was a boy, I used to love to visit my mother’s workplace.

As a teenager and a man in my twenties, that love changed into wariness. Now, as a forty something son to a retired mother, I find myself thinking back fondly of the place where she spent thirty plus years of her life.

As the youngest child of the newest member of the faculty of the Botany department of an…