I can’t believe it’s nearly forty years since I parted from my college sweetheart Peggy Noonan. Forty years … but who’s counting? I would let go, but every time I turn on a television political news forum, or pick up … Continue reading →
There are rules that govern creativity. It’s cosmic. Some you follow, others you break. And there is the potential for not only good writing, but for your writing to do some good. It’s the choosing which defines who we are. … Continue reading →
Secondhand, used, retro, vintage, whatever. I do have a history of obtaining broken-in instruments, and the occasional well-worn castoff. My student accordion was a rental while my piano came from a neighbor who relocated to a small apartment. The first … Continue reading →
Sorting through a pile of photographs, I discovered one of my elementary school report cards. My eyes focused on three lines: “Uses Time Wisely,” “Penmanship” and “Deportment.” Letter grades were entered in ink so yours truly might not alter the … Continue reading →
