I'm a mid-life dreamer. I'm a kid in a candy store of realities, ideas, and hopes. I write like a blue collar. I speak like a non-scholar. Occasionally, I live like Richard Halliburton... on bed rest.
It is three thirty in the morning. The only sound that can be heard is the nightly cricket serenade. You are fast asleep. Your family is asleep throughout the house. Suddenly, a loud crash jolts you from the depths of comfort and quiet. You leap to your feet, grab your personal protective weapon and, […]
A few years before I came into this world, North America was in a state of conflict. *Wavy Image as we move through the years* The year was 1775. The day was April 19th. A local farmer and veteran of King George’s War and the French and Indian Wars was working his fields when he […]
I keep hearing about how dangerous social events and gatherings are from politicians and commentators that don’t wear masks. I cannot count the number of times that employed and well compensated people in the news have told others that we must defeat the threat of COVID19. Down south we have a saying. When something is […]
“There will come a day when a governor demands that all people wear masks when outdoors.” If I had heard such a startling line of nonsense a year ago I would have suspected the speaker of inhaling something other than a virus. It seems like something that transcends even the grimy fog of D.C. arrogance […]
Once in a while I can be trusted to take notice of something beyond fishing weather and the price of gas at the pumps. I don’t spend all of those other moments hiding under a rock. Keeping up with important details isn’t so bad. It just seems to me that 24/7 is more time than […]