Category Archives: Describe Your Ride

I can’t escape the feeling that my father, who would be 92 today, would still be alive if he had a smartphone to take with him during his visits to the “library”. And when I say library I don’t mean … Continue reading →

I sometimes wonder if our children think that we as parents (now grandparents) have saved our best stuff for last. I am pretty sure that at some level my youngest daughter thinks that I do all this
cool stuff with the grand babies and that somehow she didn’t get that kind of attention. And while it is true that our kid tricks have gained traction over the years, they each got the best we had to
give at the time.

What is true is the fact that we as grandparents can be more …
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It is interesting to note that we never fully leave our past behind—those seminal events linger in grey matter spaces that seem to open up every once and a while and present themselves for minor
reviews or introspection.

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I am a firm believer that the process of understanding what we “believe” is an ever evolving sort of thing. A building is raised up piece by piece: it takes months for a house to become a home—a place where … Continue reading →

Smoke Screen: An action or statement used to conceal actual plans or intentions.

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Proverbs 18:21
reads that: Death and life are in the power of the tongue, And those who love it will eat its fruit.

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I don’t know what got me thinking this morning about the future but I found myself imagining a job in a think tank. You know those places where knowledgeable people sit around noodling about what
things might be like in 5, 10 or 15 years: and get paid for it as well.

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Genuine poetry can communicate before it is understood.  –T. S. Eliot One of the reasons I have nearly abandoned blogging is an unshakable feeling that no matter how articulate or understanding I am, in reality, nothing is going to change … Continue reading →

Part One:

Rarely does a writer ask for a readers indulgence at the very beginning of a story. But I feel it is imperative at this moment to to
explain myself before we enter into the narrative that I have been living the past week or so.

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I recollect I’ve seen this scene in the movies a dozen times over the past 20 years: girl friend/wife/lover walking alongside the road at night while husband/boyfriend/lover slowly drives beside her,
window open, head bent, pleading with her to get back in the car. There’s been an argument/disagreement/blowup and in her mind walking away was the only option she had left. It really doesn’t matter
who started what: the scene is all that matters.

Many people have this sort of drama in their everyday lives—more so I guess when young. I myself have …
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