Parked on the side of a four lane street in West Springfield, MA across from a row of moderately kept apartment buildings, our station wagon tries to occupy the time of a young boy no more than five and two young girls approximately seven and three. The two girls play around in the third row... Continue Reading →
Riding the waves.
When the pain first set in it felt like someone was building a wall, not around me, but directly over my entire body. My feet were cemented in place so that I could not move from the crew of builders stacking brick after brick, laying layers and layers of mortar across my legs, then up... Continue Reading →
Random thoughts (aka – three vodka tonics).
It's raining. The sound to me is like thousands of tiny feet slapping against a plastic floor. Thwap, thwap, thwap. I always loved the sound of the rain. I wanted a metal roof on the house she and I owned so the sound of the rain would be magnified. It brings me peace to hear... Continue Reading →