Category Archives: Essays

My Boring New Year’s Eve

My Boring New Year’s Eve If you like pointed hats, confetti, and cocktails, then I suggest you not read any further; for I am the Ebeneezer Scrooge of New Year’s Eve. If there were such things as ghosts of New Year’s past, present and future, they certainly would have haunted me by now. I suppose it all began… Read More »

Apologies to Dr. Seuss – A Christmas Poem

Apologies to Dr. Seuss – A Christmas Poem I was alone on that Christmas but don’t feel bad I sat alone in my room and I was so sad. There was no sign of Christmas, not that one could see No holly, no wreaths, and no, not even a tree. Then I opened a can of spaghetti with… Read More »

Apologies to Charles Dickens

Apologies to Charles Dickens Rewriting “A Christmas Carol” “A merry Christmas, uncle! God save you!” cried a cheerful voice. It was the voice of Scrooge’s nephew, who came upon him so quickly that this was the first intimation he had of his approach. “Bah!” said Scrooge, “Humbug!” He had so heated himself with rapid walking in the fog… Read More »

Christmas

Christmas It’s raining now; a cold steady rain pounding the deserted city streets and reflecting the Christmas lights strung around each streetlight post. No one is walking the sidewalks tonight; no one is braving the damp and cold. There are a few cars splashing down the puddled streets, but very few. I hear a dog howling in the… Read More »

The Magic Of Christmas

The Magic Of Christmas The Christmas lights glowing in the rain do not look like Christmas lights to me. They look old and hazy and out-of-place; oddly out of time. I feel as though I have suddenly been thrust into the middle of March and people have forgotten to take the Christmas decorations down. It doesn’t seem much… Read More »

The Greatest Gift of All

The Greatest Gift Of All “So faith, hope, love remain, these three; but the greatest of these is love.” 1 Corinthians Chapter 13 Winter has arrived ahead of schedule this year. Tonight, I look out my window and see softly falling flakes of snow drifting in the dim light of the old lamp post in my front yard.… Read More »