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Foster Dog Revisited 17

With the Boston Marathon tragedy Monday and the violent explosions that rocked West, Texas yesterday, I found my spirit a little empty when my writing time arrived this morning. So, if you don’t mind, I thought I’d ask my original muse, Foster Dog, to help out. For those of you who are new to my [...]

One Side

His brain hurt. Right between the eyes. The dull tightness pulled deep within his skull to the point that he could think of little else. Concentrate, he thought. What’s she saying now? Oh my, is she repeating the same thing again! Sitting directly across from him at one of those little coffee shop tables was [...]

The Problem with the Public Debate of Sin

For some time, I have been troubled over the way that we, as a society and as individuals, approach conflict. Civil discourse has given way, in large part, to guerrilla-like tactics and all-out war in the very halls that once were a symbol of maturity and civility. The following post flows from my troubled spirit. As [...]

Caught in my Throat

I once took great pride in “telling it like it is.” Then I discovered that those moments were only for me. I wanted to capture the spotlight. I was trying to diminish someone else or make myself look grand. As I’ve grown older, I am finding more satisfaction in those things that “catch in my [...]

Starting Over

Last June, Nancy and I lost a constant companion and an incredible friend of the 4-pawed variety. Zoe, known to a lot of people as “Foster Dog” and to many neighborhood children as the “big white wolf-dog,” was a delightful mix of solid fun and iconic stoicism. She demanded a lot of attention, but we [...]

If I Wake Up on Saturday . . .

I guess it was because I am taking a few days of vacation. But I had totally forgotten about this whole Mayan calendar, end-of-the-world event. As I backed out of my driveway to head to the office for a while (it’s my vacation and I can spend it wherever I like), the local radio announcers [...]