In the aftermath of a tragic moment, a hero can be born. Heroes propel themselves from the ordinary to the extraordinary not in what they choose to do under ideal circumstances, but by what they can’t stomach avoiding in moments of immeasurable stress. We need heroes when our world is shifted off its axis because …
When I started this blog a few months ago, my intent was simply to build an audience to support the book I’m writing, so an agent could cyber-stalk me and see that people were interested in what I had to say. Or so I hoped. But as I began to post, a beautiful yet unanticipated …
Sifting through almost ninety years of my grandfather-in-law’s stuff just sucks. On multiple levels. In an effort to weave a path through lives still in motion, things become pretty cut-and-dry, and more quickly than I’d like to admit, a keep pile, sell pile, and trash pile form. Multiple mounds ebb and flow seamlessly, in constant …
Anyone who’s read my blog for the past couple of months knows how I feel about dogs. It’s not that I don’t like them. As a species I think they’re generally fine and great to have around as long as they’re across the street, next door, or tearing their way through someone else’s underground sprinkler …
For you and me this is a hypothetical question, because in that way we’re lucky. But the rhetoric is real for my friend. A couple of weeks ago, I went to get a fast food dinner to support some of my favorite families, because the restaurant was giving half the value of anything purchased that …
READING BETWEEN THE PINES 