I Need…

ONE OF THOSE DAYS What do I need? First of all, to explain, I am feeling my age and today is one of depressing thoughts and grim outlooks. So, I have reverted to playing with the macabre. A defense mechanism no doubt. Just the same it works and if it works, use it. Here is … More I Need…

All Over Again

All Over Again Seventy years ago, Buddy was standing on his tip-toes to look at his eyes in the bathroom mirror on the second floor of his parents’ huge house. Eleven rooms with seven bedrooms. Nine-year-old Buddy stretching himself tall with an assist by pressing his palms down on the rim of the ceramic sink … More All Over Again