I apologize if you have already heard this; I know you haven’t read it. Not from me. It took me some time to figure it out. I needed to be away from the job for a while. If you don’t know already, I was a cop for thirty-four years. I only say that because…
One might believe that a person who now attempts to squeeze out a living from writing would have something to say. A weekly blog? Who can’t pull that off? Me! A quick review of the electronic deliveries to the reader makes it evident that these posts come to you about every week and a…
By today’s standards, what I believe to be exceptional isn’t at all. Comparisons tend to pale in comparison from one generation to the next. What I once felt was a stellar moment wouldn’t even move the needle for today’s youth. That doesn’t change my level of delight when I recall a simple joy. Not even…
I wasn’t pleased to leave her, but we both knew it was time for me to head home. We live far, far apart; you’ve probably figured that out. I’m not too fond of over-explaining things, but it works for us. It doesn’t work for everyone, however. For our first thirty, she worked here, in our…
Reminders to slow down during tumultuous times are evident but often overlooked. We are humanly tuned to look for the next big thing. I was only reminded of this last night when I saw him looking back at me. I idled in traffic for what seemed like way too long. Staring at the glowing red…
The sign sends a clear message from a distance. It doesn’t impact me, not even a little. I don’t know why I pay attention to the signs. Nosey? Maybe. But I like to refer to my habit as being inquisitive. I want to see if the business owner is having a good summer. For that,…
I leaned against the cruiser while pushing the door tightly against the roofline. I subconsciously tried to crush the rubber weatherstripping tight to the frame. I felt it might mitigate any of our conversations from being heard inside the passenger compartment of the Chevy. The occupant had already been told—by me— her aunt had passed…
I didn’t take a photo, but I swear that I did it. The postal worker advised me that I couldn’t get a tracking number on the envelope. He smoothly explained that when you use a postage pre-paid envelope, you must send it on its way as is; with no attachments. I said, “Well, I want…
Dang the doom-scrolling; the reality of today is that ingesting nothing but negativity will manifest itself the same way. Every. Single. Time. The collective end of most conversations finds us still wondering if the particiants agreed with our wonderful insight as we all walk away. Pro-tip: they don’t. And that’s okay, kid. Pleasing others certainly…
I really only went to camp for the mental health of Ellie. Well, Ellie AND a bowl of haddock chowder at Helen’s Restaurant in Machias, Maine. The plan was simple. Make it safely down the snow covered roads to camp and look for trees that have been taken out by recent windstorms. Start the chainsaw,…