Before I knew what I was doing, I turned right, into the driveway. Just barely in the gravel drive I halted, surprised by my destination. Several yards up, I had meant to turn left and pick my …
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Peaches
I have a love-hate relationship with peaches. My friend left a pile of fresh picked peaches on my table and, as I tried to decide if I should eat them, I was reminded of the struggles I …
Ramming Walls
I am lying in a chair, my feet pointed up toward the sky, my back where my butt should go and my hair hanging wildly over the edge. I have felt backwards most of my life, and …
Let’s Just Shoot the SOB
My father was an excellent cop. He had a gentleness and grace that lent itself well to law enforcement. I know those are not typical descriptions of a cop and certainly not traits you will find in …
A Simple Promise
I went out amidst the pines today. Their towering columns brought you to mind. The sun danced, and the wind whispered, and I was lost among those old friends. It was there that I remembered my promise …
A Good Pass, a Good Tackle and a Good Excuse
My best friend is a hooker. I am a loose forward. I do my best to support her all the while keeping my feet out of the way; lest they get stepped on. I would take on …
Just a Little Crazy in the Depths of my Own Mind
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Butterflies in the Sunlight
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Tibetan Lemonade 