What Now, Bill? This will be the last post I make “about” me. Every author I’ve read seems to leave at least a few clues as to what they’re about in their writing, even if the piece has absolutely nothing to do with them. If one is paying attention, it…
Old Man no Longer on the Road I turned 58 a few months ago. It doesn’t seem like a significant number, I guess, and it doesn’t really hold any special importance for me, to be completely honest. And yet, at the same time, it really feels as though I have…
The Best Girl My dog died the other day. Riley had been dealing with at least mild levels of pain for a few months,since it was clear to the doctor that she was experiencing soreness and stiffnessin some of her joints, due to arthritis in her back and legs. I…
From “Rags”… It’s really hard to start this essay. Though I knew what I wanted to call it before I began writing it, putting a proper beginning on it has proven to be a bit challenging. This is at least the third attempt to compose something of meaning out of…
8/16/2021 It's Been a While I don’t talk to nobody these days. That wasn’t always the case. Way back in high school, I was the runner-up for Class Flirt, according to someone who said they had knowledge of the results. I suppose it’s true, but how would I know otherwise?…
Last Year Was a Bad Year We all thought that 2020 was the worst it could ever get. Holy smokes. Have you been watching the news? Of course you have. What a stupid question. I suppose I could ask which network’s broadcast you usually watch, but that’s a whole different…
Protest about inequality is as American as it gets. As I once heard my man Bruce say, “No one is free unless everyone is free.” I’m sure he was paraphrasing someone else, but it has always stuck with me. As a kid, the Fourth of July meant fireworks and red-white-and-blue…
All right, don't panic...I'm standing more than six feet away from you as you read this. You have nothing to fear. (Well, that can of pop at your elbow...have you thoroughly disinfected that, and then washed your hands like you were about to perform surgery? No? Go ahead. I'll wait.)…
~A song got me thinking.... When someone leaves us at the end of their life, it's hard to regret not getting the chance to let them know what they meant to you before they went. Though it's mostly for my own benefit, I wanted to remind my father of what…