A Letter From Dad Hey there fellas. This is your dad speaking… well, actually, writing. It’s weird being old because you don’t know how long you’ll be young while your old. I think everyone tries to be as young as they can for as long as they can. There’s not much benefit in being old, senile, and decrepit.… Read More »
It’s Summer in the City The thready fingers of heat are already rising from the concrete soul of the city. Another vapid, sullen, summer morning awakens. Dawn brings its dreary, dull, oppressive heat to another struggling newborn day. It is already too hot to move and too muggy to breathe. I look at the tired trees through a… Read More »
Flying The clouds so white, the sky so blue, how perfect the summer day. A warm, but not hot, ordinary Sunday in July. A day embroidered in clear heavenly blue, and angels all dressed in white and dancing, each to her own rhythm, across the sky unknown directions. It may have been a dream, but I don’t think… Read More »
Dear Spud Dear Spud, I nose ewe really like spell checkers, butt I dew knot. Eye tried really hard to spell well four ewe, Spud. I really did. Spud, thank ewe so much fore your let her. Ewe will bee glad to nose that eye have taken your add vice and in stalled a spelling check her. Sew… Read More »
Otis Otis died on Monday. Otis was my best friend ever. I’ve never had a better one. But how can I tell you about a friendship that lasted more than a decade so you will understand? There we so many things Otis and I did together. All the memories come flooding back. Walking along the wooden boardwalk —… Read More »
Remember the Sound of Rain Have you ever really listened to the rain? Have you memorized the sound of it as it pours down on the streets and the roofs and the leaves and the grass? Now… it’s the first day of Summer. It’s bright and hot and at it seems like autumn is a forever away. Now… Read More »