dressed down….

At twenty-two or so, I was running the operations staff of eight people. They were all older than I was and I certainly made every mistake possible trying to manage that grumpy unhappy lot. Read the rest of this entry »


i ain’t broke… but….

When I left home at eighteen money was pretty tight. Read the rest of this entry »


a knock in the night

The knock came first, then the doorbell. It was 2:00 AM. Angry, it echoed two notes again and again as whoever it was pounded on the door. Two AM, better put on pants. Read the rest of this entry »


from horror to terror — halloween

The TV was a big black and white unit and the lights were low and flickering, painting our faces in shadow and light. Read the rest of this entry »


don’t play with…. – poem / limerick

A limmerick from back in the 1970’s in tribute to Dan
who missed Senior Prom for a reason that was not discussed… much<
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off to art school

Off to art where I am sure beauty will be created by your hands. How can I know? I know you have a beautiful soul. Read the rest of this entry »


stages

On the doorstep of flying away to college Read the rest of this entry »


debt free – yars

Flowing red locks, a huge full red beard with intent blue eyes, Burke drank hard. Read the rest of this entry »