A cappella hymns, sung with conviction. Ancient lips, stumbling on every other word. Trusted words betrayed by confounded eyes. An ocean of hands waving high, each to its own lost beat, grasping at … [Read more...] about Songs From a Nursing Home

You play golf and baseball and basketball. You play tennis. You play football and soccer. You don’t play boxing. You fight. You win or you lose. You break bones. You bleed. It’s really that … [Read more...] about The fight, and the years…

What I remember most about 9/11/2001 is fear. Everyone was in shock and afraid. I was at a tech expo that afternoon. We all stood around waiting for the next wave. About an hour in we all decided we … [Read more...] about Remembering Fear and Terror

When the cowboy movies came to the Paramount Theater, for a Saturday afternoon at least, we could put away our unending and always present fear of slow death by snakebite or quicksand and just be … [Read more...] about Snakes, Quicksand, School

The mid-summer cicadas... the saddest sound I know. A reminder nothing good lasts forever. They are telling me that somewhere the first winds of winter are about to move across the surface of … [Read more...] about Summer at Sixty

The twelve boys trapped in that cave in Thailand was so two weeks ago. We live in this flash of news cycles. Endless, and every day it seems to get a little more surreal, it becomes oppressive, … [Read more...] about Saman Kunan