If you watch TV at all, you’ve seen the commercials from Progressive Insurance, about Dr. Rick cautioning others about becoming their parents. It’s a humorous series of commercials about the quirky habits of older people that are deemed annoying or not socially appropriate. Becoming your parents is called parentamorphosis. The commercials are good for a … More Becoming Your Parents
In the prologue the heavens parted Ejecting me on my noggin Like an egg, my memory cracked open Where should I begin? — Chapter one was my first appearance The golden fifties not so nifty My shadow hid from the sun Chance of success only fifty-fifty — Chapter two, the world is a zoo Drones … More Memoirs
To realize, by a sliver of time Stumped, an unsolved crossword Overlapping events but no rhyme The fog of reality again slurred Orbital paths that do not climb Each life beats forever uninsured Two nickels might equal a dime The mentoring voices never heard Slinking along, just sublime Passing momentarily, but blurred You didn’t catch … More In Time
The world is a different place from my childhood. I grew up in the 1960s when life as they say, was simpler, less regulated and perhaps luckier. We left garage doors up, front doors open, spent less time worrying about what we ate, drank, smoked, breathed-in, played with, rode in, and trusted. Perhaps we were … More Unsafe Things We Did (and ingested) as Children
Summer notions hardly unpacked Just sunbaked ground deeply cracked August’s heavy, suffocating air Curling my damp, sticky hair Vacation months grow shorter Dog days give no quarter My youthful energy spent Wondering where the years went The golden evening hue Swallows the overhead blue At dusk the insects call Announcing the coming fall
I never understood the historical, religious and political conflict in Northern Ireland. At the time, all I saw was tragedy. No, I did not live there, so it is perhaps not fair to comment. I do not judge, and naïvely, I always wondered why everyone could not find a way to live in peace. When … More Belfast (2021)
The color is diffuse, so is my mood June held promise, golden at dusk Savored every bite, like picnic food Worked the muscles, giving off musk The day melts away, sprinklers hissing Morning breeze, before searing heat On my face, the sun’s constant kissing Glistening pool, a refreshing retreat Evening sounds, bares the children in … More Summer Sunset
This is a companion to my recent “Candy of the Past” blog. The soft drink industry is massive and variations of flavor, color and ingredients come and go like TV shows. To even track all of the variations of Coke or Pepsi would be a huge project, thankfully, I am headed in a different direction. … More Soft Drinks of My Past
You know you are getting old when you try to find candy that was been off the market for years. Finding specialty candy that is still manufactured can be a challenge as I found out trying to find a Clark Bar. I got to thinking about the candy of my youth. A candy bar cost … More Candy Of the Past
Often derided, even today, the hippies of our youth were mostly right. Hippies were a wake up call to America. Before you eye-roll, give it a little thought. The Archie Bunker view of a hippie was dirty, sex-crazed, drug user, draft-dodging, bomb-throwing, lazy, degenerates. In reality, some were, but most were not; that is an … More Peace, Love & Humankind
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