Here’s a funny little story about death and drug addiction. Continue reading Frankie
After my Nephew passed away in February, I planted some wildflowers seeds as a memorial. ‘Adam’s Garden’ No freakin’ tulips or daffodils. There’s symbolism growing everywhere in the little garden around the patio.
And one chair in which I sit. Continue reading Adam’s Garden
Not to be a downer going into the weekend, when moods are supposed to be giddy with happiness at the prospect of two days off after a hard week of work, but I just had to type this one up. Continue reading Good Night Adam
Some twenty years ago, as I was meandering through this thing called Life, I crashed in my sister’s basement for a while, as one chapter closed and I awaited for the next one to open. Not to get all Philosophical,, but I’ve come to believe that there’s a reason for where you are at any particular moment. Continue reading One Particular Harbor
During my lifetime, I’ve watched WAY too many movies. I even had grand illusions of writing a screenplay or two during my early days, such as the yet to be released Sci-fi thriller Work ‘Til You Die “Government regulations allow all adults to remain on paid vacation from the ages of 18 to 55, at which time they go to work for the remainder of their lifetimes”. Continue reading Unbreakable. Really?
The old man had cried on and off over the past five days.
It’s not manly. It’s not the way a man is supposed to act. A grown man sobbing like a little girl. A grown man tearing up during a chance encounter with a neighbor or with a salesperson who had simply said ‘have a nice day’. Continue reading Why, Why, Why?
The family’s dog might not be a part of a special breed, or born of a pure blood line, but the dog is a rare and special gift to the family itself. Continue reading A Dog Named Fritz (A Cabin on the River-Part 4 &1/2)