I canât believe it’s nearly forty years since I parted from my college sweetheart Peggy Noonan. Forty years ⌠but whoâs 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. Itâs 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. Itâs 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: âUses Time Wisely,â âPenmanshipâ and âDeportment.â Letter grades were entered in ink so yours truly might not alter the … Continue reading →
