We spent the evening discussing slavery. Admittedly a depressing topic. The topic was explored to the extent of our ability and satisfaction. How do we explain slavery? Slavery as a legalized practice of owning and utilizing the life force of another, ended in the late 19th century. There are reports of remaining outlaw human…
At a bar sipping a wheat beer, I had time to consider something I wrote down twenty years ago. Words in the old note book seemed more truthful, more penetrating than when discovered long ago. I was younger, a different man then. Now, I hope I’m wiser, and more focused upon my one life….
This morning I felt out-of-sorts when I began my day. My sense of life was dissonant with my perception of “reality,” the goings-on around me. I know that the daily news reporting has a lot to do with my funk. The president elect has yet to be inaugurated and the ether is filled with…
The following story is contributed by a good friend and writer. Once upon a time in a land not so far away, two hale gentlemen went for a walk in the country. One hardy fellow went by the name of Gareth whilst the other bore the odd moniker of Tobias. Both were jaunty and…
New Years day, the weather is pleasant. What better way to begin the year than by taking a walk. I decided to visit a creek that runs between two subdivisions, then flows under Midlothian Road, cutting it’s way behind the Park District water park. The creek just over Midlothian Road is damed by a…
January first of 2017. The sun, a half ball of warmth rising toward the tree tops; my windshield is covered with frost and I run back inside to obtain a container of warm water. Can’t drive unless I can see. Two Baristas behind the counter at Starbucks and just me. The seating area is…
December 31, 2016, years end. One more year fades into the rear view mirror. I pause longer to reflect, than was the case when I was younger. Yesterday I stopped by The Roadster Shop which is across the street from the Starbucks where I often come to write. The guys and gals at the…
We are a few days past winter solstice. The solstice is the shortest day, the least amount of sunlight. Every year as the solstice nears I am disconcerted at the rapid onset of nightfall. “Is it dark already”, I ask myself at 5PM. I feel cheated of sunlight by winter. Christmas is our resistance…
Year to year, I am drawn to the Christmas story. It is a simple well known tale. I re-imagine the story in terms of one more year of life experience. At this juncture I am interested in Matthews rendition of the story. (Matthew 1:18-2:23) The points of dissonance in the story speak to me,…
My last post was on the 7th. I reflected upon the nature of a common sore throat/head cold. Five days later I am able to write again. The illness was uncommon, something that at times I wondered if my now older body would overcome. With illness, there is one winner. The immune system is…
