The younger Mr. Wilner was about 11 when I sold a pair of shoes to a homeless man who visited our a garage sale. He asked me why …
I Think You Blame Me
The family dog is 14 now and there are days when I laugh as we both grunt or groan as we stretch and move around the …
Things You Don’t Remember…Correctly
The text asks me to explain how I got us kicked out of Corbin Bowl and I laugh as I respond. "It wasn't me, it was your husband …
Almost 75 Isn’t 80
It was 109 in Texas and something about the heat reminded me what it felt like to shovel dirt into and onto my father's …
When Adults Have Nightmares
I thought about writing again about the Buck Eye story and some other similar tales but I have to clear my head of something …
In My Father’s House
Tomorrow I'll stand graveside and consider how I ended up there five years to the day since my father's funeral. Stand there and …
Who Do You Look Like
It is a little more than a year since I last saw mom and I make sure to bend my head so that she can wrap her arms around me. We …
Do You Know The L’Oreal Lady?
There is a picture of my daughter holding two pumpkins with an angry look on her face because she has just heard she can't have …
Who Are We Now
This Tuesday will mark five years since I posted "Make A Hole" on Facebook. It came after a post where I said it was time to make …
Maybe I Am Shmata Royalty
I thought about making this a sequel to How To Breathe New Life Into A Shmata but decided against it. Not because I couldn't say …