Go Outside and Play!

Go Outside and Play!

“Go outside and play!” was an admonition we heard when, as children, we were making nuisances of ourselves to our mothers. I actually did play outside most of the time, and it’s likely that many other baby boomers did as well. The weeping willow tree in Grandma...
Hope Comes First

Hope Comes First

The old house had stood abandoned for far longer than when I first encountered it thirty-five years ago. The windows, boarded up tightly against the elements, caused the house to appear sightless. Then last week I saw as I drove by it that something appeared to be...
Chains

Chains

When I awoke this morning, the word “chains” was on my brain. I tried to recall what dreams I might have had which would have produced that effect, but nothing came to me. But all day, my thoughts kept returning to why chains would be important. Don’t bother Googling...
Go Knock On Doors

Go Knock On Doors

Fictional homicide detective Harry Bosch has a poster on his cubicle wall that says this: Get off your ass and go knock on doors. Perhaps I should have cleaned that up and said rear. Or butt. Or keister. (But then my weird memory recollected that President Ronald...