Do you hear what I hear? Do you see what I see? Evidently not, or you would be catching more fish, I muse to myself as I reel in another big smallmouth. My wife Mary lived in Venezuela until she was 40 yrs. old. She knows Spanish like I know English. And she’s fluent in … Continue reading Learning the Language
Spring in West Virginia
Spring in West Virginia. It’s the middle of April and there’s 2 inches of snow on the ground. This is not the trip I envisioned. March is supposed to be the windy month, but the wind has blown hard every day we’ve been here. It blew the canoe against the current and up into the … Continue reading Spring in West Virginia
Alternative to Strife in Politics
When I was younger, like my parents and the majority of other West Virginians, I was a Democrat. The first time I voted was in the primary of 1976. My mother got a job for me driving those without transportation to the poles. The organization I was driving for was one of the democratic factions. … Continue reading Alternative to Strife in Politics
Hindsight Is 20/20
In 2016 an angel could have visited me and said, “Oh, you who are highly favored, you have been blessed with stage IV lung cancer” and I would have said, “What!”
The Mockingbird and the Great Egret
they’ll have this written bit of history to rely on as the story gets retold in the future when the number of squirrels killed and the size of the trout will likely grow exponentially with each retelling
Truth Found in the Turkey Woods
As the whole world goes crazy, and for once that’s not an exaggeration, I prepare for the third day of Georgia’s Spring Gobbler season.
Tater Wagons in Heaven
My wife found this long lost poem when cleaning out a drawer filled with old papers. I wrote this during my first semester in college.
The Saga of Mary’s First Turkey
And for one brief shining moment all the worries and troubles of the world were gone. The picture of our smiles says it all.
The End…Not So Fast There!
tell them about a guy you read about who is having the time of his life after being diagnosed with stage IV lung cancer – and is still going strong 3 years later
Finally, a Good Venezuelan Shower
Personally, I’d hate to see the US invade Venezuela. But then my granddaughters are all in the US. Funny how human nature works. You can justify just about anything as long as it’s somebody else suffering or you’re benefiting from the injustice.