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

(July 1996) I can’t help but get all jacked Up when I look back To see what I’ve become With things said or done. An’ how each season Brings on new meaning An new reason. Time’s an endless set of… Continue reading

(May 1977) Yellow bits of metal. Soft And shining. Everyone likes it And all want it. Wash gold; The vein still hidden. Hard work. Panning And sluicing. Four months, Allowed for dredging. Mother lode. Troy ounce. Twelve to the pound.… Continue reading

(August 1976) Damp morning air, It fills my nostrils. Running water, It fills my hearing. And she fills my mind. We are together, In nature. The boat is launched. Moving, With grace. The wind; Cold and wet. Yet refreshing. We… Continue reading

(August 1976) Wetness. The waves. Sand between your toes. Salty air And sea water. Pebbles on the shore And an occasional shell. The soft breeze, With mist And the roar. People. Smiling faces And sunburns. And beach balls And running… Continue reading

(July 1976) The parade. Decorated cars. Fire trucks. Clowns. The Crowd. Cheering And the laughter. The fire cracker A smoke bomb. The children. Flags And soldiers. Games to play. The booths. A logging show. Fireworks. Red. White. Blue. And other… Continue reading

(July 1975) Crane the neck. Look up. Over the fence. The eye’s see, As the nose pops over the edge. Look there! Someone comes. A trailer Dweller. The neighbor walking the dog. The dog does its thing. Laughter. Nosiness. Jus’… Continue reading

While at work it has occurred to me that I am lacking in leadership skills. With that in mind decided to sit down with my bible and start compiling a guide of what makes a great leader. 1. “…If anyone… Continue reading

(April 1996) Poor Billy Baggens — He saw many men a-hangin’ But the one that was the worst, Was the one that he came to curse, When it was his own heels draggin’. Continue reading

(February 1975) The rocky road. Brown with oil, Caused by the trucks. Passing trucks, Rolling onward. Into the yards. All flat; The logs stacked up On the cold deck. Waiting to be barked. The fork loader comes. Menacing jaws And… Continue reading