(March 1, 1986) Tonight I shaved off my mustache, Looking at the same old face (in the mirror;) Like seeing the same old spot on the wall, Drives you crazy as you keep on staring. The days go so fast… Continue reading

(August 1977) The door knob is dented. The door is closed, Waiting to be opened. It remains darkened And musty behind it. It is opened. Clothes hanging, All well used. Coats and jackets. And books. Cramped and dusty; An old… Continue reading

“Open the door,” Adam yelled, “Before I smash it in!” He stood on the outside of the trailer after I had tricked him into stepping outside to fight. Within minutes we heard him get in his car and drive away.… Continue reading

(August 1977) White water. Faster. Harder. Ice water And rocks. Riffles, Big And small, Bouncing the little kayak. Throwing it about. Down, Then up again. Twisting In tormented waters And hidden rocks. Crashing. Dashing in the water. Sinking, Rolling the… Continue reading

(July 1976) Blond hair; Knotted and snarled. Blue eyes, Only one leg. Thirteen years old. Her doll; Since she was two. It’s no good. But it’s highly prized. Memorable value. She says she’ll throw it away, But she won’t. She… Continue reading

(July 1977) Past the gate, Up the walk way. Forward. Walking. Advancing slowly. Her and I. Hand in hand. Watching the sea, As well as each other. Quiet. Waves, Crashing over the wall. Spraying us. Wet, But we don’t care.… Continue reading

(May 1977) Dissidents. Soviets’ As well as Jewish. International pawns. Pawns in a game. Olympians they are not. Spies. Espionage. A deadly game; Not a sport. Convicted, Against their nation. Eight hard years And more. Trapped. The world is shocked.… Continue reading

Heading south on U.S. 375 past Rachel at around 70 miles an hour and in between Bald Mountain on my right and Mt. Irish to my left, I noted a set of brighter-than-normal headlights quickly coming up from behind. They… Continue reading

It happened somewhere around Santee, California. I am not certain, because I was actually lost. It had been a number of years since I had driven those freeways in southern California and I missed an exit and long before I… Continue reading

For years we have heard how the First Amendment of the U.S. Constitution separates church and state. This is not true. The First Amendment reads in part: “Congress shall make no law respecting an establishment of religion or prohibiting the… Continue reading