We were two days into the trip to Atlanta when the conversation began, "Maybe it's time for professional movers." I nodded my …
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A Lunch At The Thirsty Lion
The local butcher is from Louisiana and has been gearing up for Mardi Gras. Got multiple King Cakes stacked around the joint, New …
She’s Too Old For Long Hair
I think I have arthritis in the finger I dislocated when I moved back to Texas and might have it in my right thumb, not really …
It Made Me Cry
Snow has begun falling here but not in the sort of volume that would impress anyone who grew up with a traditional winter. I am a …
Some Relationships Can’t Be Tanked
Someone from Princeton read a post about worrying about Wolfie from around five years ago and I snort because it reminds me of a …
Will I Wait Forever
The headline has no punctuation because it's tied to a fragment of a memory that I am trying to pull in from a place deep inside …
Maybe Dad Knows Things
Sometimes when I get sick I have more vivid dreams than I normally do and this week has been proof of that as I am doing battle …
A Question Of Dignity
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 …
A Clue For SQ & The Others
I didn't expect to hear Leonard Cohen sing Who By Fire in my ear as I started writing this post but then again I didn't expect …
When Mothers Scream
The day my son was born I heard a mother scream but I didn't initially know it was because her child was born stillborn. I don't …