I wrote this piece a month after, Herschell, died. I think it is a realistic depiction of grief felt losing a loved one. Please try to FEEL my memories as you read the story. … [Read more...]
It Never Stops
I wrote this in the days following the Paris attack in October. I hope you can read the tragedy between the lines. … [Read more...]
Always There
I can remember the days when cell phones did not exist. I can remember standing in line at a public phone booth waiting my turn to make a call. Stacking up my quarters and waiting in anticipation was just part of living. The importance of someone being there to answer my call was yet another … [Read more...]
My Sole Mate
Many people believe that at some time in their lives they meet their soul mate. I firmly believe that old adage based on my own personal experiences over a lifetime of seventy years. I had my “soul mate” episode with my little Maltese-Yorky, Herschell. Herschell came into my life a year after my … [Read more...]
The Sand Pail
Of course, many memories flood our heads and hearts of times on the beach as children. The warm water, warm sand and aroma of the ocean permeate your senses. I revisit these times in this story. I watched as the small child, a little girl about three, bent down and proudly showed a red plastic … [Read more...]
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