Back to Kite Hill: Where it all began.
Do you remember where you started?
Lately, I’m most excited about the present and the future. It’s all action, energy, and potential.
But today I stood on top of Kite Hill and was clearly thrown back to a spooky little story of an 8-year-old and 10-year-old boy whose dog went into a tunnel in a secret passage under the now-famous Kite Hill hiding in plain view of the city of San Francisco.
But an 8-year-old and a 10-year-old are worlds different from a 12-year-old and a 14-year-old.
Where did you start? How has the path been? Where are you now? Where are you heading?
Many things started for me on Kite Hill itself. It’s good to be back, even for a brief visit, to remember where you came from.