Monthly Archives: December 2012

Glitters

OK, so here’s the deal: Miriam left out of the house earlier this evening. I didn’t ask where she was going; she didn’t volunteer. She later told me she went out to pawn her wedding ring set. I don’t even … Continue reading

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A Leftover Story

I was a skinny boy, not from lack of food but a high metabolism. I ate like a horse. My father wondered if I had a hollow leg.  My family used to joke about getting to the food before I … Continue reading

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Sandala

This piece is from ’04.  The Sand painting discussed here was not the one damaged and repaired when a couple parents let their child slip past the roped-off section and dance across the surface of the sand.  It was the … Continue reading

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Windows Filled With Frost

I was in Kansas City this morning and stopped by Union Station to check the model railroad displays. When I first moved to the area I saw the Holiday model trains, set up in the Grand Hall: the main entrance … Continue reading

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Brother, Can You Take Me Back?

A Wanderer and a Vagabond am I. I am seed, scattered by the Sower on rocky soil—without root—who will wither and die. I spent my early childhood leaving playmates on Army post after Army post according to my father’s duty … Continue reading

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Cryin’ Won’t Help Ya

I am still drowning in my emotions in the aftermath of the Sandy Hook Elementary Massacre this week. As soon as I learned of it Friday—I was at work, and my coworkers started reading about it on their Smart-phones, and … Continue reading

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Unwrapping Memories

 In 1966 or ’67 the Army moved my family to Salina, Kansas. There was a decommissioned air base near Salina, converted to housing for families of soldiers in Vietnam. My father was a captain at the time. He would soon … Continue reading

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