To get a nut on a bolt is a pedestrian task, the sort of thing that happens all the time. But when the bolt can not be seen, sticks out at a weird angle and requires a stack of washers, say a grounding brass, wide steel and a lock washer held in place while the nut… Continue reading The Other Mind
In the summer of 1992, after college, as I considered what course to take in the world, my mother suggested the law. I might have considered it more thoroughly at the time had she not followed it with; “You could be a judge, maybe even sit on the Supreme Court!”. She always had delusions… Continue reading Know Thyself
Summer brings a plethora of fruit; the plum tree drops it’s bounty in a ten day span and I was lucky enough to be between jobs to catch it. A weekend spent in the kitchen making jam and chutney. The jam was slow to set and soft when it did, but the chutney tasted… Continue reading Plum Chutney and Manhood
I have seen love as lightening, Cried like thunder, Crashed over mountains to bring down rain, Heaved over oceans, ripped asunder, Left bleeding, sand on my knees. Love as a tree is always stronger, Bending supple, lasting longer, Quiet strength reaching downward, Grasp the earth between it’s feet, It does not cry out, But ties the earth… Continue reading Anniversary
Someone once said that Calvin was an iconic character more at home in a Steinbeck novel than real life. He was supposed to stay for the weekend and ended up being in my life for many years, although he spent more of his life with my ex-wife’s family than mine. He loved deeply and unreservedly;… Continue reading Some particularly Calvin moments
“The word of God is Love” While working on something and this sentence came out in quotes. At first I could not remember the source. Google was no help, and so I have been trying to decide to use it without citation or rework everything to avoid saying it. Its been a stumbling block. The… Continue reading AM Radio
I knew a man who lived in a small house in a city out west. Overall it was a good life, he had a nice home that he remodeled himself with beautiful oak floors he laid by hand and the sweetest tall legged gas cook stove from the twenties, a good dog and teen age… Continue reading Dreams are always cleaner.