Category Archives: Writing

Banjo’s Dream

The big lug has been gone a year now. And like a forest after a catastrophic fire, our hearts are starting to heal and sprout new life. But it’s hard to believe Banjo died 365 days ago.  Time flies when … Continue reading

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12 Questions

What motivates you? Is it praise? Is it money? Is it recognition? Is it some other external reward? Or does your motivation come from inside? Is it the satisfaction of a job well done? Is it  pride in your work? … Continue reading

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WWOGPD (What Would Our Grandparents Do?)

  I’ve always wondered what it was like for my grandparents during the Great Depression and then World War 2. I’m sure they were stressed out, worried about world events and wondering what kind of world their kids were going … Continue reading

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It’s All About Perception

I keep several books going at the same time. Right now, I am reading four books — yes, my brain is very ADHD. The one I pick up first thing before I work out is Time Warrior by Steve Chandler. … Continue reading

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The 17-hour Ride

My nephew moved into his apartment this weekend.  He’ll soon be married to a fantastic young lady and I predict they’ll have a great life together.  My wife and I smiled as we helped him carry his stuff into their … Continue reading

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Balm for a Broken Heart

In the past 15 minutes, Pip has: 1. Chewed up a stress ball 2. Stuck a squeaky toy in my face. 3. Attacked my son’s shoe. 4. Sat on my head. 5. Stared at my computer screen. 6. Begged for … Continue reading

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Second-Half Man

It was simply a case of mistaken anonymity. “Aren’t you?…”  The 20-something woman asked the man trying to get a guitar case out of the back of his silver Honda CR-V. The 40-something man smiled and said, “Clint Black?” “Who?” she … Continue reading

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SHORT STORY: The Cleansing Surf

The sun had gone down and the sugary-white beach now teemed with young children searching for crabs. Their twinkling flashlights made the sand look like the vast Milky Way above their heads.  In front of them, the Gulf of Mexico … Continue reading

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Independence Day

A rusty lime-green truck squealed to stop in front of the white Victorian house.  Giant oak trees blocked the merciless summer sun as an older man limped through the white picket gate. He stopped to wipe his brow. It was … Continue reading

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St. Nowhere

Clear green waves lapped against the white sand. Giant thunderheads rose from the distant horizon, like effervescent volcanoes bursting out of the sea. Forked lightning danced around the tops of the far-off massive cumulonimbus clouds, providing nature’s own fireworks show. … Continue reading

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