On July 18, 1817, a Friday, Jane Austen passed away, her head cradled on a pillow on her sister Cassandra's lap. It was four o'clock in the morning. Jane Austen was 41 years old when she died, the age I am now. In fact, Jane and my own birthdays are separated by a month -... Continue Reading →
In June of 2019, my wife and I loaded our 7 year old daughter Jane and 15 month daughter Eva onto a non-stop flight to London for 10 days of all things Englandy. It was fabulous and it only took me an entire year to record those events here! [See aforementioned ages of aforementioned children.]... Continue Reading →
A Life in Austen 