The text came in from my cousin, “RIP Hank Aaron.”
“Damn,” was all I could respond. Read More…
The Spiritual Wanderer
The text came in from my cousin, “RIP Hank Aaron.”
“Damn,” was all I could respond. Read More…
Our sweet, sweet granddaughter entered our lives on Sunday night.
Her great-grandmother — my wife’s mother — left us on Wednesday night. Read More…
My life ended ten years ago. But it’s okay; I got over it.
That morning, I guest-lectured in a friend’s class at MSU, had some pizza with her husband, played a quick round of golf with him, then at 3:30 pm, June 9th, 2010, my doctor dropped a death sentence on me.
His sentence was, “This is not a death sentence.” Read More…
Before the funeral, he is curled up in a little ball on his daughter’s bed. Outside, Saturday happens. Lawnmowers whine, trucks bang by; his subdivision is subdivided.