The regimented years mark their pace in our artificial artifacts of time and we are left to live them. The…
A year has passed since be-medaled chests drew breath to tell my sister her oldest son was dead. A year…
I was thinking about my mother, today, and remembering a time long past. Our family was living on Lake Buchanan…
Work… It is what you do, day or night, to get the job done. If you are lucky, the work…
I have watched quietly as many have offered 4th of July best wishes to all their friends while, concurrently, thanking…