My dad had a deep and abiding respect for shade and ’51 Ford Shoebox convertible vent windows. I’m quite sure he never slept a night of his life in air conditioning. While I never did come across … [Read more...] about Unplugged and Alive
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My Friend Henry is Dead
My friend Henry is dead. I just heard. Looking back it’s been thirty years since we last spoke. Henry was not Polish, he was a “Fucking, black dirt, Polock.” He made that clear to anyone who was … [Read more...] about My Friend Henry is Dead
Pine Boughs and Wrenches from a Walk in the Woods
It wasn't always like this, the rush and commotion and panic and dread of something so meaningless. No, it was simpler, because it was a simpler time. A scary a-bomb time, but simpler. The season … [Read more...] about Pine Boughs and Wrenches from a Walk in the Woods
Veterans Day
One of the toughest and bravest guys I ever met spent the Battle of the Bulge, WWII, shitting his pants, literally. He was a 19 year old gunnery sergeant from Chester, NY. The most anti-war person … [Read more...] about Veterans Day
Immigrants
I know this kid named Oz. He’s from Honduras. One of the finest young men I’ve ever known. A good, solid, honest and decent and trustworthy man. At one point in his life he was “illegal,” he’s now … [Read more...] about Immigrants
