Fred has been working with an agency called Hunters for the Hungry for five years. During that time, his food bank has received thousands of pounds of venison to feed the poor. This yea...

Beautiful fall day in a potter’s field outside a small town. A funeral is underway but that doesn’t stop

You take care now, Harold, and don’t slip on the ice looking for a good bookstore on the streets of Chicago. Print is dead, Harold,

Sometimes an egg comes out of a chicken Sometimes a poem comes out of a title Sometimes a chicken

Can you hear me in the bunker, Le… Sorry to hear ISIS has you in a… But I’m delighted to know you’re… camouflaged in your bunker with an… Now you’re telling me ISIS is th…

The poor are hungry in America. Their numbers would fill stadiums throughout this prosperous land. And feral cats are running wild, eating songbirds in our yards,

Mae mailed Christmas cards today, fewer again this year because death has made her address book a skeleton. She has a son in Russia

Wally and Stan neighbors on the same block for 30 years never had a problem until Wally asked Stan over

A drunk on the subway tells another drunk something a bartender told him. He says if the rich guy wins, it will be the first time

Seeing is believing smart people often tell me but no one ever told me believing is seeing

If the poor we will always have with us, then the rich we will have with us as well. Our system gives birth to both. Greed is part of man’s nature,

Some day soon Wall Street giants will walk on their hands never sit or sleep. They will eat

They were always close Mom and Faye No father around Mom painted flowers Faye planted them

Decades ago a small college out in the boondocks put Ambrose, a freshman, on a Greyhound Bus to attend a student convention in New York.

If he were in high school they’d call him a bully and take him to the principal’s office for counseling.