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Monday, December 10, 2018

Siblings, by Ricky

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Before I was born, “It was a very good year. It was a very good year for small town girls [mother] and soft summer nights” [dad got her ...
Wednesday, August 1, 2018

When I Identified, by Phillip Hoyle

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In college I was studying to be a minister and a musician. I had been in preparation for both for years in a family deeply involved in the ...
Monday, July 30, 2018

Running Away, by Gillian

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I thought about this in the sense of escaping, but we're going to write about escape in a very few weeks so I'll skip that idea. So ...
Friday, July 27, 2018

Leaving, by Betsy

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My cycling adventure, an amazing trip across the country in 2005, has given me endless material for story time. Once again I call on my jour...
Wednesday, July 25, 2018

Springtime, by Ricky

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It is written that in the springtime a young man’s heart turns to romance and love. Who are we kidding? It turns to sex. Romance and love ma...
Monday, July 23, 2018

Keyhole, by Phillip Hoyle

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These days I sometimes have trouble fitting the key into the keyhole. Luckily, since retirement, I carry only one rather ordinary key. The p...
Friday, July 20, 2018

Escape, by Pat Gourley

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Ah, escape, the act of breaking free. This word could well be one more synonym for “coming out”. This does seem to be a recurring theme, if ...
Wednesday, July 18, 2018

When I Knew, by Nicholas

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Don’t you get tired of being asked, well, when did you know? I don’t know. Or, I always knew. When did you know?  You know how it goes. I...
Friday, July 13, 2018

Rolling Thunder, by Gillian

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My mother was peeling potatoes. I was standing beside her shelling peas. It was not a dark and stormy night, but it was a relatively dark an...
Wednesday, July 11, 2018

Eye of the Storm, by Phillip Hoyle

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I must have entered into the relationship through the eye of the storm. Our connection was pacific, even inspiring at the beginning, but som...
Monday, July 9, 2018

Coping with Loved Ones, by Ricky

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          Children do not “cope” with loved ones – they “survive” loved ones.  Babies survive being accidentally dropped when they are co...
Friday, July 6, 2018

Running Away, by Pat Gourley

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“I don’t make history. I am history” Joan Baez As with many quotes, I begin my pieces with this one is tangential. In fact, it is so...
Thursday, July 5, 2018

Reading, by Gillian

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I was probably lonely as a child. I had good friends at school but when school was out I had no nearby children to play with, and I had no s...
Wednesday, July 4, 2018

Get Over It, by Terry Dart

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Kind of cranky sounding. But crankiness can be par for the course when one has gone past middle age. There have to be some perks to the adde...
Tuesday, July 3, 2018

Losing Touch, by Gillian

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I will, before long, I expect; I'm rapidly losing other senses. My hearing is not too bad, but I don't seem to smell the wet grass o...