• The Misheard Instruction

    While being interviewed recently by a prospective employer, she asked a question that I’ve never been asked before: “Has there ever been a time when you misheard an instruction or something some told you and what happened and how did you deal with it?”  While I couldn’t think of this particular incident at the time, I…

  • Lunch Box

    After a particularly long week of pretending to be an adult, there is a part of me that wishes I could return to kidhood. How I long for the days of catching polly-wogs behind the Bizzard’s building or running through the Experimental Forest with friend’s like Goldie Arnold. What a wonderful time of life. I’d…

  • Contract Thuggery

    By violently removing a paying passenger from one of its planes, United Airlines has exposed a danger that every member of the flying public should be aware of and that is Public Private Partnerships (PPP.) Anytime, your taxes pay for a facility like an airport or a sports stadium where a private business is going to…

  • William Harlan Leslie Shaw, 1897-1972

    While searching the online records regarding my sister Marcy’s many legal-actions against businesses and people who failed to comply with the American’s with Disabilities Act of 1990, I stumbled onto my Grandpa Bill Shaw’s name. His has led me down an avenue that had long been obscured from my family researches. He was born William…

  • Marcy Jean Darby-Velasquez, 1969-2017

    This is hard, posting an obituary for my youngest sister, as it comes with a hurting heart. I can still recall how Mom’s water broke while in the kitchen the night Marcy was born. Mom was squatting, looking for a certain pan under the counter. After her water broke (I thought she pee’d herself) I…

  • The Other Door

    Some of my better prayers are asked and answered while I’m in the shower. It’s as if the echoing sound of the water rushing from the spray head acts as a masking agent for a soft voice that otherwise is a feeling and not heard. This is where I was talking to God about a recurring dream…

  • The Night Amos Moses put the Lime in the Coconut

    Last night as I laid in bed and failed to go to sleep, I decided to listen to some music from my nearby device. My taste in music covers nearly every genre available, so many times I end up hearing strange combinations of songs falling back-to-back. Megadeth  pounding in to the mellifluous Platters, anyone? Case…

  • The Dent Beneath Your Nose

    Sue Skaggs was one of our many babysitters when me and my siblings were young. In fact, I was one of the only teenagers that I know of that had to have a babysitter because it was hard to trust me to not get in trouble. While she smoked cigarettes like a chimney, Mom and Dad…

  • Up All Night

    In recent days it was suggested that I write about my experiences in the radio broadcast industry. This isn’t the first time such an idea has come up as a few years ago it was recommended and I took it so seriously that I even developed a title for a possible book, “Up All Night.”…

  • Have a Shoe

    The story I’m about to tell happened today and a part of me wishes it had not happened. It takes me back to a saying I heard once, “To love the world is easy – it’s the jerk down the road that’s the problem” When I first saw him, he was at the far door,…