Category Archives: Writing

Work daily in a place full of hurried, grumpy people.  Smell their foot odor as you make sure nutjobs bent on destroying the United States are stopped.  As a bonus, you get to search old ladies’ and babies’ diapers and … Continue reading →

“TVs only had three channels when you were little?” “Yes, son.” “And did it have a remote control?” “Yes, Me.  My dad made me get up and change the channel. And then get him a beer.” “Was the world in … Continue reading →

Fatigue is a blurry lens that makes dreams seem farther away. The sign taped to the traffic light pole said, “The bridge is your b*%$^.”  I was at mile 20. My aching legs had carried me to the Potomac River. … Continue reading →

Fatigue is a blurry lens that makes dreams seem farther away.

The tourists had left for the night. The sun had gone down. And the Lincoln Memorial sat bathed in brilliant white flood lights.  On its steps sat two familiar figures.  A homeless man walking by looked at the crumpled Dollar … Continue reading →

The patrol car sat idling with its headlights stabbing at the inky blackness. “Car 2, this is dispatch.  Car 2, I repeat, this is dispatch.” “Roger dispatch, this is Deputy Davis. What’re my orders?” “Continue to monitor the situation.” the … Continue reading →

Dr. Mary Currier, Mississippi’s excellent State Health Officer was on my radio show yesterday afternoon to chew the fat.  Or at least talk about it.  You see, Mississippi is the fattest state in the nation.  A title we’ve held for … Continue reading →

The Confederate solider statue looked out at the Southern city and just stood there.  He always just stood there. He saw the tornado hit in 1893.  He saw Yellow Fever kill indiscriminately the next year.  He saw the fire of … Continue reading →

Like the first wave of a bloody invasion, the thunderstorm’s first rain drops were mowed down by the late-July heat.  Each giant drop hit the earth and instantly turned to steam.  The following drops, though, overwhelmed the heat’s defenses.  The … Continue reading →