Category Archives: Writing

Falling golden leaves turned the crisp fall afternoon into massive autumn ticker-tape parade.  A red minivan drove down the curvy mountain road, framed by the colorful hills surrounding it.  A white-water stream flowed next to the road, keeping it company … Continue reading →

The puppy looked at the man in the face.  “Play with me now! Life is short. You must play!”  The man, tired from life’s constant battering, looked back at the dog and realized how much wisdom the little puppy possessed. … Continue reading →

The full moon sprinkled diamonds across the inky reservoir.  The cool, crisp November air chilled a lone figure as she drank her coffee and admired the view.  A big, yellow dog soon joined her. He wagged his tail and began … Continue reading →

I’m sitting at my desk and looking at a copy of my new book Fried Chicken & Wine.  It’s more than a book to me.  It’s lemonade. That cool, tangy drink made out of one of life’s bitterest lemons — … Continue reading →

Two Air Force F-16 jets cut through the crisp November sky. The planes’ razor-thin wings were breathlessly close as they roared over the small southern city. Beneath them, thousands in the crowd gasped and then cheered. The planes’ afterburners screamed … Continue reading →

As the clock stuck exactly 7 a.m., a single poll worker unlocked the local voting precinct’s doors. An old man with a steel cane limped into the high school gym. He received his electronic voting card from the poll worker. … Continue reading →