A potpourri of truths, lies, facts, opinions and witty reparteé
I just read a facebook post you sent me on this day in 2013, that simply read "Love you " When you died, you were just 74 years old and despite the health setbacks after that damn fall a few years earlier, you were independent and living your life on your terms. You'd been widowed 11... Continue Reading →
Ahhh three years ago today. Boebert's tweets are like the gifts that keep on giving. If it were 1776, Congresswoman Boebert would be relegated to staying at home taking care of the children and all the arduous, mundane domestic chores like cooking, canning, cleaning, washing, sewing, and of course tending to her husband's every... Continue Reading →
Sometimes all you can do is just keep going. Grams was a strong, vibrant and energetic woman most of her life She'd always been active whether it was taking care of her family, working, volunteering. She read to the little kids at the elementary school library and she worked the voting precinct for nearly 30... Continue Reading →
Today, take a moment to appreciate and be thankful for the good things. ..that you woke up another morning, saw the sun rise, heard the birds sing, and felt the early morning misty dew upon your skin ...for the people in your life who make your life better... the ones you can laugh and cry... Continue Reading →
Recently, I read a discussion among a group of academics; the issue being the lack of progress in instituting a more efficient immigration system and control of the southern border. It wasn't an anti-immigrant discussion; these people were tossing around ideas and solutions to the problem. While they had a number of good ideas, they... Continue Reading →
One hot summer afternoon back in the early 80s, I was hanging out with my friend Tracy and her sister Rachel at the Suwannee River. It was a hot-as-hell day and all we wanted to do was get cool fast. I love the water and at first, the idea of jumping in appealed to me.... Continue Reading →
“I so often wonder when I’ll be heading home and it seems like years…my thoughts are constantly of home and the pleasant things and people I left behind.” –PFC Arthur Hersh, Guam, October 1944. Arthur Abraham Hersh was born in Elizabeth, New Jersey on 26 November 1915, to Isaac and Yetta Hershkowitz, orthodox Jews who... Continue Reading →
After Grams died in June 2015, for a time her house remained in the spot it had occupied for 34 years. Nestled in its cubby, surrounded by woods on three sides, about a hundred and fifty behind behind mom and dad, it wasn't quite secluded, yet it offered just the right amount of privacy and... Continue Reading →
On Friendship. And a youth said, Speak to us of Friendship. And he answered, saying: Your friend is your needs answered. He is your field which you sow with love and reap with thanksgiving. And he is your board and your fireside. For you come to him with your hunger,... Continue Reading →
The rough patches are often the greatest lessons One of the greatest journeys of my life began with mom's fall in the grocery store in November 2014 and ended with her final bout with illness, hospitalization and death in August 2020. I began telling the story of this journey in a series of articles, which... Continue Reading →
Release The Clackum! 