A Name, Remembered

The first sensation he discerned as he awoke was the taste of blood in his mouth. There was the taste, then the overwhelming urge to vomit, his stomach outraged with intake of bodily fluid and from enduring the inevitable aftershocks left behind when adrenaline blitzkriegs through a body, […]

The Hero Who Remains

I suppose we never outgrow our tendency to look up. I believe it’s a good thing. True, most of us look up to the wrong things, the wrong images, the wrong people. But looking up is a practice from which we never fully escape; it’s in our DNA. […]

The Billy Graham Bus

Last night, I rode a bus; Billy Graham was the driver. I call it a bus, though it wasn’t truly a bus at all; rather, it was a standard four-door automobile – perhaps a Buick or a Crown Vic or something of the sort. But it felt mostly […]

Thursday Worth

A repost of another fave from several years ago. I think we all as humans wonder if it is all worth it. Here’s to realizing it is. Wake up late because my alarm died. Make breakfast for two boys who don’t eat a thing. Later I’ll be hungry […]

Mister Kedabal

In honor of Fathers Day, I am reposting one of my favorite Father themed writes. On this day, may we each remember the fatherless among us. Thankfully, none of us is truly fatherless in the end. “Mister Kedabal, you’re back!” the little boy shouts as I exit the […]

The Greener Side

A tender flame licked the lower branches of a meticulously trimmed tree. Barely five years in its place, the young thing’s life was at its end. It was a rescue, of sorts, or so mused the figure standing watch over the sorry tree’s demise. The tiny neutered pear […]