“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
For audio version click here My International Driver’s License photo is one step removed from Mr. Nolte’s famous mug shot. All I lack is the mullet. Both of us look like 70 year old escapees from lock-up, bad-boys gone much further south. If I am stopped by a motoring Flic’ somewhere in the French countryside, maybe I can avoid the ticket by offering an autograph: “Je suis Nick Nolte, un great American star de cinéma!” […]
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For audio version click here The stories I heard Trooper friends of my father tell were always accompanied by laughter. There were civilians present – kids, wives, outsiders they trusted. They kept the darker ones to themselves. I remember sitting at the top of the stairs once when I was 11 or 12 and listening to a half dozen of my father’s friends drinking beer and and whiskey and telling cop stories and laughing so […]
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For audio version click here Today again the sun is breaking through morning clouds; for the last few days it felt good to walk out under it and to sit and read facing the south. My wife caught my picture on Saturday afternoon. On Sunday driving home we saw two pair of red-tail hawks roosting side-by-side in treetops off the highway. All along the high ridge to our west skunk cabbage dots the wetlands now. The Game […]
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For audio version click here Frank Stadler was a career criminal with an arrest record stretching back to 1925. On January 21, 1950, he was shot to death in Lebanon as he attempted to escape from a burglary gone bad. My father was there. I want to know what happened on that cold night 62 years ago. My father’s State Police stories were funny and free of the harsher aspects of the job. They might […]
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