When I was a child, Dad had a pond below the house by the barn. I used to drop a rock in that pond and watch the circles spread. Small circles at first, but spreading wider and wider. Life experiences are like that rock. They disturb the small surface of the pond and spread, sometimes […]

I Can’t Do One Thing About It!
Frustrating, isn’t it–those things you want so much to change, but you can’t. People’s attitudes, broken things, wrong ideas, hurtful happenings, injustices and heartbreaks. The world is full of them, so much so that it makes blood pressures rise and hearts ache. The most exasperating of all, though, is the fact that I can’t do […]

He Wrote Poetry Too
This post, like the Carson show, is a re-run, but it was one of my favorites. Sometimes, I watch a re-run of Johnny Carson. It’s interesting to me because it takes me back to times that were familiar and to people in the news forty or so years ago. Mr. Carson’s show spanned several […]



