A Shooter and his prey

Shipyard

  Once again we walk through our day shaking our heads in disbelief, muttering prayers for the dead, the wounded, the first-responders, and all the families. We turn on the radio, NPR or Rush Limbaugh. We turn on the TV, FoxNews or CNN. And we listen in what could be mistaken as a meditative state [Read More...]

God help us – or send us Agent 86

Agent 86

I have been going to the same doctor for a decade. Dr. Nofry knows things about me that even Tim doesn’t know. My cholesterol count for one. My weight for another. When I checked in this time, however, the receptionist asked for my driver’s license. “Excuse me?” I said. “Don’t you all know who I [Read More...]

Pete's Pants Part II

No fever, yet, but the body aches rendered me useless most of the day. I managed to get some chores done, but the one I needed to do most — wash Pete’s pants — was delayed. I told him to meet me outside the grocery store at 4 p.m. but I didn’t get there until [Read More...]


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