Fred and Martha have always voted the same way since their marriage long ago but not this time and Fred wondered why Martha was voting the other way

Lightning bolts in childhood can scar the soul forever. They’re a satanic baptism when the minister’s your father, mother, brother, sister,

Evil without we worry about but not so much evil within, parent to evil without. Evil within, once called sin,

The question isn’t why your little world is suddenly going to hell. The question is what can you do about

After 50 years Wilma at her class reunion thinks Waldo’s changed with age that he’s nice now, not the snake she wed

They’re in the kitchen, drinking coffee, the kids, in their fifties now, figuring out what to do about Dad who’s

Faye gives Fred next door her sister’s number to call in case Faye dies. Faye’s 94 and feels okay. Her sister’s 90 and Fred’s

I came back to You late and still don’t understand why the Father asked You to die for me and everyone else. I learned the Ten Commandments

Took the wife to a pancake house the other day. National franchise good food

He wants to be fair to both sides because there’s an election coming soon so he tells his side every day

Little Nora and Grandpa Bill sit on swings in Grandma’s garden. A hummingbird arrives to sample the brilliant flowers at this buff… Grandpa Bill sees a teaching mome…

That my parents were Irish immigrants is probably the most significant factor in my writing life. The English expelled my father from Ireland around 1920 at age 18 or so for running gun...

It’s a small backyard I’ve watched for years from an upstairs window while chained to a computer. Whatever the weather

Two grackles, black birds shiny and iridescent, nest again this year high and deep in our tall spruce.