Lingering behaviors

Sept 23, 2020–At the risk of flogging this deceased pony called the pandemic, I’ve toted up some outcomes that I shall embrace: 1) The end of handshakes I never liked the tradition of shaking hands. Growing up in business and social circles, a handshake was like...

Quarantined

Sept 16, 2020–I remember being quarantined. I was 8 years old. I had chicken pox. All kids did back in the early 1960s. But mine was particularly painful. Not because of the disease. But because it happened the week of our big farm sale. We were moving from the farm I...

Crossing Paths

Sept 9, 2020–While pondering on my porch swing, it struck me about all the people we cross paths with in our lives, and how every one of those connections leaves an impression, one you might not even think about until 40 years later. While I was on the road playing...

Dinged

Aug 26, 2020–The other day I jumped in the pickup to run up our driveway to fix the gate keypad. Recklessly, I neglected to fasten my seatbelt. Of course, my mother the truck disapproved of this irresponsible behavior, and proceeded to remind me the whole way with a...

Trapped

August 19, 2020–After months of isolation, I am venturing out in public more often. It reminded me why I stopped venturing out in public. It has nothing to do with social distancing. It’s more about social “closening.” It’s not because of any virus. I have a fear of...

Fairy Tales aren’t real

Aug 12, 2020–In my role as grand-pere I’ve had to dust off my repertoire of fairy tales. There is nothing as effective as a repetitious story for sending an 18-month-old off to naptime, and my standbys are Goldilocks and the Three Bears, The Billy Goats Gruff, and The...

Clerihews

July 29, 2020– Sir Christopher Wren Said, “I am going to dine with some men. If anyone calls Say I am designing St. Paul’s.” That is an example of a poetic form called the clerihew. I am stunned that as a writer it was today I learned about this absurd...

Feeding Frenzy

July 22, 2020–My remaining role in life is to feed things. A wise man told me if you want to know who controls you, figure out who buys your groceries. For my menagerie of critters, that person now is me. How did I become a zookeeper? I mean, there was a time I only...