I remember not the words, but the tune was simple and taunting, catching my attention when it went up and down and when it prolonged in one loving note. But a song from the heart it was, I know that now. I can almost remember dappled sunlight coming through the window, sometimes in my eyes, … Continue reading And, She Sang to Me
Month: September 2018
Old Man’s Love
The old man sat on the bench, his nearby Gin now warm and his pizza slice cold. He stared at his aged hands, holding only one page from her diary with an image of a Bluebird, printed with nice words of comfort. He stared at nothing, but maybe into yesterday. In a soft voice, he … Continue reading Old Man’s Love
Applegate, Rattling Windows and Life
Old man Applegate was about to go off again, destined to scare most of my patients. Even those heavily sedated might be startled. He had a barrel chest, with a voice an opera company would drool over; no amplifier needed. He would usually rattle on about some war he was in or the day he … Continue reading Applegate, Rattling Windows and Life
Nags Head, the Beach
The outer banks of North Carolina. We could see the Bodie Island Lighthouse, just over there. Remember? We went up to the top of the Lighthouse a few times, to catch a kiss where your mother could not see. Nags Head Beach so close, with white sand like powder, with all of the rug rats … Continue reading Nags Head, the Beach
A Grandmother’s Memories
From a watery beginning bubbling through a fissure in the ground, Tyler's Brook fed the dark earth crowned with Elm trees, whose leafy arms spread into the Tennessee night sky. The brook flows peacefully towards the southeast on it's incessant journey to MotherSea, complete with the essence of life itself. Somewhere south of where Theresa … Continue reading A Grandmother’s Memories
Recycling Souls or The Skinny On Death
Did you ever wonder how man progresses from one generation to another? You know? Evolves? Maybe you want to know what happens after you die? Now, listen! I don't have much time before they catch me and shut me down! Here is the skinny on what is going on behind the scenes that you folks … Continue reading Recycling Souls or The Skinny On Death
The End with a Whimper
How do you think the world will end? (Slow jazz tune, one, two, three) "It's quarter to three, There's no-one in the place, 'Cept Joe and me." (One, two, three) "So set 'em up, Joe, I've got a little story I think you should know" The end of the world did not come from Russia … Continue reading The End with a Whimper
Truth
"In seeking truth you have to get both sides of the story." Walter Cronkite. Our society seems to be lost in finding the truth! To go farther, it would appear that some of our society is twisting the truth for their end game. For some, how they feel is more important than the facts. Feelings … Continue reading Truth
My Cadillac Journey
What a Journey for a 50-year survivor of rust, accidents, broken parts, and even politics. I am still on the road today, and I think I look pretty decent for my age. I began my mechanical life December 15, 1966, when my last Cadillac Factory check was finished, in Dearborn Michigan. I spent virtually all … Continue reading My Cadillac Journey
My Martian
I think all the best character studies start with crooked politicians, twisted sex, or a fallen UFO. Don't you? Right! But, I met this one dude on an airplane that caused my world to spin. It was pre-9-11 so you might understand some of the gaps. I mean this guy really caused me to reset … Continue reading My Martian
