An Old Man Walking His Dog I see an old man walking slowly down the sidewalk; he is walking a small dog on a leash. The old man is hunched and barely able to walk. The small brown and white dog isn’t barking. He’s trying to walk as slowly as the old man who is tightly… Read More »
Raincrows: An Ode to My Grandfather My grandfather was born on May 18th, 126 years ago. I am now almost the same age as my grandfather was when he died. It’s scary how fast time passes. Today, I honor his memory and all the wonderful memories he gave me by republishing this essay I wrote fifteen… Read More »
My Meandering Thoughts I love to write, sometimes I don’t write so well, but that doesn’t stop me from writing. It’s kind of like golf, I guess. Some people like to play golf regardless of how poorly they play. Writing essays is one of the kinds of writing I like best – much to the dismay… Read More »
A Letter to Spud (Why You Can’t Trust Your Spell Check Her) Dear Spud, Thank ewe sew much for you’re let her. Ewe will bee glad to no that eye have taken your add vice and in stalled a spelling check her. Sew you will knot find a single spelling air in this let her. I… Read More »
Thoughts on Easter Sunday It’s Easter Sunday. It’s a time of rejoicing and celebration for Christians around the world. It is a time of rebirth and time for a renewal of faith. But I was thinking how much we all need a resurrection – a resurrection within each of us. Each morning when we wake we… Read More »
My Special Easter Raindrops, a yellow tulip, a white carnation, and a brand-new navy-blue blazer. I was eleven years old on that Easter Sunday – all those years ago – and I remember it so well. My mom had died the autumn previous, and I felt alone in the world – although I shouldn’t have. My… Read More »