Why write?

Oh my, it’s been such a long time since I last sat down with the intention of writing in this … More

Roadmap

Looking down at my own hands, I see instead my mother’s; wrinkled and careworn, freckled with age and sun, blue … More

A love story

Early evening on a perfect, cloudless summer day.  Temperature warm but not stiflingly hot.  The evening meal over, I’m sitting … More

The operation

Well, folks, here I am back in the world again, after surgery in October to remove a couple of carcinoid … More