A Poem —

A Poem — I don’t want to sound too foolish I don’t want to seem so daft My kingdom for a lazy river Me, bobbing on a raft I’d schedule jacks and hopscotch Fly on tires through tall trees Or ride my bike so swiftly Wheels kicking up the dead fall leaves Summers…

Enjoy Your New Home — It’s like the Walking Dead out there. Even though we look normal, like our old selves, this pandemic has turned us into depressed, lumbering, brain-eating zombies. I know we’ve been through enormous uncertainty, pain, and loss over the past two and a half years, but it’s time to pick up…

It’s that darn paranoia — Like the rest of his breed, my six-year-old Shiba Inu is a drama queen. So, any change in his environment, routine, or anything that makes him feel even slightly “unlike himself” is a nightmare. Things like wet or muddy grass will make him whimper and snatch his leg up as…

With love and gratitude — Today is the 24th anniversary of my father’s death. It was devasting to me when he passed, only two short years after my mom. My folks were older when I was born, and I was pretty young to have lost both of them, considering my friends still had grandparents. During WWII, dad was hit by a German mine and blown out of his tank in France. He managed to crawl for cover just seconds before it became engulfed by fire.

Happy 21st birthday! —

Because “we choose” love every day — A friend asked me if my wife and I celebrate Valentine’s Day. I replied, well…not exactly. Not in the traditional “made-up” holiday sense, even though I understand why others do. No, we skip the whole chocolates and flowers, sappy Hallmark cards, jewelry, and romantic restaurant dates. It’s not because we…

It’s so confusing! —

For you (both) — I feel blue today. Yesterday was my dad’s birthday, and realizing that I had not celebrated a birthday with him in 24 years since his passing, was mind-blowing. The thing I remember most about my dad was that he was an avid music lover. Prior to the war, he was…