Category: Auto-biographical

My best friend just broke my heart – if I remember what it’s like to have a heart breaking -betrayal – confusion. I wasn’t ‘in love’ with him – don’t know how to do that. I saw him for who he was – broken by life’s battles, addictions and heartbreak, but noble nonetheless. He made…

funky, what a word. the first time i heard it, I think was in ‘funky meters’ – you know, the band that aaron neville and his brothers and cousins started ‘fore they called themselves the neville brothers. it was ’cause they kinda started that music they describe as ‘funk’ – you know the sound that…

Diary (11) April 25th, 2009 Support our teachers, the guardians of young minds, mentors of the next generation, and today’s under appreciated heroes. Uh-oh. Cutbacks are threatened, and our teachers are up in arms. Should only teachers lead this fight against cuts? This affects all of us. Big time. I don’t know the levels of…

Diary (10) Time Horizons April 25, 2009 I find myself wondering about “time horizons “. How far do people look ahead? Do they expect Mr Obama’s policies to solve the problems within weeks? Months? A year? Three? A careful look at the statements of the man himself confuses an observer with their ambiguity. Nonetheless, in…

Diary (9): “The Federal Elite in the Hippodrome “ April 7, 2009 What we are seeing today, April 2009, in the political arena of the great US of A, is, sadly, nothing new. The Federal Elite are, once again, making an even bigger grab for more power, bigger government, and lots more of YOUR money.…

Diary(8): Challenges ahead Sunday, April 5th 2009 Already I am enjoying new found acquaintances through the medium of the “Abbeville Writers and Poets’ Group “. It is stimulating to respond to new challenges, and differing opinions. Duncan and I will probably debate “structure ” online, in which our philosophical nuances will come under the microscope.…

Diary (7) “Chopper Down “ January 5, 2009 When you hear a helicopter has crashed, your heart skips a beat. When you hear it is one that belongs to your company, you sit around in small groups of disconsolate pilots, wondering what the hell happened. Eight dead. Including both pilots. One surviving passenger critical. Massive…

December 27, 2008 “Maybe we just all lose “. That was the sad thought that went through my mind. I don’t presume to apportion guilt. Or responsibility. What do I really understand about a conflict that has been going on for a thousand years? I have read about it. I study it. I try to…