It was the oddest friendship of my life. I figured he was fifty years older than I was though, at fifteen years of age, I was a poor judge the gray-haired crowd. I came to refer to him simply as "The Old Man", though I don't believe I ever called him that to his … Continue reading The Old Man and the Motorcycle Punk
For the past few years, I've had an unusual "bucket list destination"; one that, I'm quite sure, no other human has considered as a place they've "just gotta visit" before life is over. This most anonymous of dots on the map may seem a peculiar choice for one as well-traveled as I've been blessed to … Continue reading To The People and Paths I’ve Too Often Ignored
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Dad learns a lesson from young son regarding how we speak to one another.
A son visits with father dying of Alzheimer's and receives a "final gift".
Much to be learned from those who pioneered the way before us.
A poem about the "unrecognized" blessings in our life.
A look at what truly makes America the Beautiful.
A poem that laments life's paths not taken.
A ballad of loss and revelation; an allegory of life's trials.