Category Archives: Writing

Life is like water. I wants to seek the easiest path as it flows downhill.  It naturally wants to wind its way around obstacles as it flows from the source to the sea.  But the lives, like water, that encounter … Continue reading →

On June 6, 2011, in the corner of a forgotten nursing home, sat a forgotten man who was desperately trying to forget. The old man looked around at the room; it was a cloudy blur. Cataracts were taking his one … Continue reading →

I’m sitting on a screened-in porch on the third floor, overlooking a bay while wind whispers through the tops of the pines.  Three squirrels are playing in the trees, jumping from pine to pine in a rodent version of Russian … Continue reading →

Captain Arthur Grogan’s last living memory was of burning flames licking his face.  Anti-aircraft artillery had hit his F4U-1D Corsair while he was strafing an airfield over the Japanese island stronghold of Rabaul. Fire. Smoke. Blood. Pain. Blackness and then … Continue reading →

“Ask not what you did to our cousin, ask what we’re going to do to you.”

That Spring, Mother Nature and Old Man River had an illegitimate child. And now it was out of its bed, awake and terrorizing the neighbors. “It’s a bastard alright,” thought the Sheriff. Round after round of severe thunderstorms had pounded … Continue reading →

The alligator sat on the backwater levee, watching the deer and hogs seek shelter from the rising flood. He was hungry — but he was always hungry; he had earned his doctorate in eating. The Great Flood of 2011 had … Continue reading →