My son walks alone on a vast plaza of marble and stone
My boy is a slight man among mighty pillars
He walks over solid marble and I see him aging…
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Eclipsed by Love: Bob’s Circle of Life
Sweltering through Columbia, South Carolina humidity, I seek the refuge of a river to view the waning sun. I want to morph with nature. I want to taste the evening coolness roll in with the crickets and feel the birds disperse with the…
The Dead and Company: Citi Field 6/24/17 Concert Review
Disclaimer: I may be only a pseudo Dead fan, but I am a licensed Health Care professional.
This weekend on the near mortuary of Citi field there was a resurgence of the Living Dead…
Crayola Confessions: Part II
Recently, on National Crayon Day, Crayola announced the official retirement of the “Dandelion” crayon.
https://www.usatoday.com/story/money/2017/03/29/crayola-retiring-colors-national-crayon-day/99772660/
Cupid’s Arrow: Love Your Heart Month
“February is American Heart Month,” an exsanguinating man tells me
while we’re standing on line in the ER. “You’ve got to respect your…
The Distillation of Dad
Years before he began to wither and weaken from Parkinsonism, my father told me that after he started working as a chemical engineer, he went to law school for a semester at night…
Ghosts on a Path
There was a time when I drove to work or did something more daring like skiing down a mountain, I always saw my parents on either side of me–hovering, maybe floating at shoulder level, nodding their silent approval…
She Flails
she jokes
we listen
we watch until…
A Purple Heart
Sunny, wake up from your coma.
Let me oxygenate your purple heart.
Sunny, be brave…
Dissing The Chairman
I found this paper tucked into my copy of “Notes From A Chairmen.”
You may not realize it, but this book is our bible…