“In such a world of conflict, a world of victims and executioners, it is the job of thinking people, not to be on the side of the executioners.”- Camus
I have watched so many more movies than I have read books. I remember the original King Kong on the Five o’clock Movie, the stop-action movements of Kong in a black and white so vivid and engulfing that at 7 or 8 I became entranced. I have remained entranced. If you love movies, it may be because they sweep you away like a benevolent, inspiring riptide, a long blissful and tumultuous […]
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The road is largely untraveled this early. The 3 dogs and I can walk down the middle, and the sight lines are long enough to give plenty of warning of a car or truck. We had come along a trail near the French Creek, one bounded by fields rising east to west. I looked west and thought vaguely that the top of that rise would make good ground for […]
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For three nights in a row, I’ve dreamed about 45 caliber pistols, and for three nights in a row I’ve dreamed of losing those 45’s. I left one in a restaurant, one disappeared from my coat pocket, and the last seemed to have been lost to another dimension. I set it down on a table, turned my head to look outside, and when I looked down a second or two […]
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I spoke with her for less than 10 minutes. She took my intake information, wrapped my arm, vacuumed 2 vials of blood from me, and I left. We chattered throughout – about my messy coat on the floor because I had not seen the hook, about hearts, about the speed of blood, about Secretariat’s enormous heart, about the cold weather. It was lovely. This Thanksgiving I am thankful for […]
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