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Surviving the High Dive

The sun shines, the breeze breezes and the temperature temps. But the keyboard calls so I sit at the picture window watching life in 3-D. Happy behind glass, it’s National Sibling Day. I know because I was on "the book." Seems Facebook has replaced the other book we used to call “The Book.” We have a national day for just about everything from hemorrhoids to hotdogs. I’m thinking we need a National Everything Else Day...


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The Tree Fort

Kids talked back then. We’d sit under the street light, sometimes on someone’s stoop when their old man wasn’t drinking a bottle of Shlitz, and sometimes in our tree...


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Elmwood Ave

  It was a street. Not a wide street. They put up signs for parking only on one side. But it was a long street, stretching through four towns, from my corner to Curtis Printing. Long, skinny, and straight. The towns weren’t marked so when you cross from one corner you could be in a different town which was like a different country in those days.

There were enough kids on your own block to keep...


Grief

When Sunday Smiled

        This entry is the ATC my story of the year 2017. I am republishing it because the book, When Sunday Smiled, is now published.

“If you aren’t at Katahdin, you ain’t nothing,” a hiker told me. But I found that it’s not about the destination, it’s the journey. The journey that took me to grand mountains and to deep despair. And the journey brought tears as I witnessed great vistas knowing how small...


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God is in the Details?

I know, I know, it’s been awhile—way too long since my last blog. Too many distractions? Maybe just one, maybe two. Okay, I’ve been a little preoccupied with the details of getting the book published. And yea, I’m still staring at my house after...


Grief

Hope

So I’m sitting here on a faux leather couch, looking out at the snow crusted pines surrounding an icy lake in Colorado. Our rental cabin is a 70's throw-back, about to turn the corner on kitsch. The sun is shining but not having its...


Coping Skills

She Knows

They say that pets have a sixth sense and can tell when the departed are near. I don’t believe in ghosts, I believe my son is in heaven. But the other night before falling asleep I listened to “I Drive Your Truck” on Pandora....