Milton wakes up
December 23, 2025
I’m back! Apparently, I’ve been comatose, not just anti-social. … More Milton wakes up
Author: Scott McLean
Physician, writer, independent thinker, careful listener
Milton Recommends
September 28, 2025
Albeit reluctantly. You understand that a 2023 Ford Transit Trail, a class B campervan RV, has limited credibility. Even among quantum physicists. And the physicists’ cats. But that’s an inside joke that’s not trying to get out. My reluctance stems from another paradox – that if one spreads the word that a remote and pristine … More Milton Recommends
Milton gets ferried
September 20, 2025
Hey! Nice day, yeah? We class B RVs are keen on blue skies and crisp fall air. We put on airs. Except Sprinter Vans, they’ve got airs built in so they can’t put them on or take them off. Mercedes. Oooh la la. I’m a blue collar Ford, except I have an Ecoboost 350 engine … More Milton gets ferried
Milton’s too dang hot!
August 18, 2025
Hot hot hot hot hot hot hot. Hey, something is going on. And I don’t mean in Idaho or Alaska. Or DC. Well, maybe DC. Who, me? We’ve not met? Excuse me. I’m Milton, the campervan. Class B. More precisely, a 2023 Ford Transit Trail now upfitted and … well, is it upfit or upfitted? … More Milton’s too dang hot!
Gap Year, Week 76
June 21, 2025
Of course I have not forgotten that a year encompasses just 52 weeks. But a gap year is more flexible than what we admire as the legal, orthodox, and obdurate movement of the earth around the sun. I retired in January 2024. For the umpteenth time, from the practice of clinical genetics (yes, that’s a … More Gap Year, Week 76
Perhaps honor is enough
May 26, 2025
It’s Memorial Day. Workers are cutting grass in our neighborhood. The ice cream store is busy; butter-pecan drips down the side of your cone until expertly tongued. Folks stroll with babies. Two Marines in their dress blues stand beside a gravestone and clink their long-necked beer bottles. A toast is offered, and the guest of … More Perhaps honor is enough
The last days of leisure
May 15, 2025
In January last year, now 16 months ago, I decided to retire from medicine and start another adventure – a full commitment to writing. Such excessive confidence, despite the many warning signs! I’d be better off with a dusting of ADHD, anything to distract mee from doggedly pushing forward to my doom. Now I am … More The last days of leisure
Milton hits the beach
April 14, 2025
The onshore wind they call a stiff breeze. Here on the Gulf Coast, this comes in from the south and seems undiminished among the dunes where we are hunkered down for a couple of days. Certainly is different than Kamloops, but we love both. How is it that my pronouns have shifted from the singular … More Milton hits the beach
Milton enjoys his paranoia
April 8, 2025
Well, it had to happen sooner or later. ICE is coming for me. OK OK OK. OK already! Sure, I’m a campervan, a small but muscular Class B RV, a Ford. And Ford says that my model has been “Assembled in the U.S.A. with domestic and foreign parts.” My guess is that deep-state logic dictates … More Milton enjoys his paranoia
Milton enjoys his Trail Cave
March 27, 2025
Well, you could call it a bat cave, or a man cave, but seeing that I’m not a mammal, just a Transit Trail campervan, the cave demands a more appropriate name. Trail Cave. I like it. My place is dry and cozy, even though it’s not hollowed out of a hillside or a mountain. Good … More Milton enjoys his Trail Cave
Scott D. McLean, MD 