Retired Navy after 23 years. I retired at the age of 40 years old. I've been out longer than I was in. All of the ships I served on have been made into razor blades. I had fun and I lived my life the best I could. Most of my shipmates are gone and I try to stay in touch with the remainder. It continues. Substance abuse counselor, builder of wooden boats, furniture maker, prison non-violence workshop facilitator, life observer, activist, reader, writer, geriatric subject of interest, generous tipper. I stay involved.
Harry was walking on the one eighth mile track at the Y. The track had instructions on which direction to walk depending upon the day of the week. Harry thought it was Wednesday. In fact it was Tuesday but Harry hardly knew the day of the week. He was in the second half of his … More RUBBER, FELT, AND GLUE
2020 Edition It is the fourth and it is after dark, after nine P.M. I sit and listen to explosions from the Harbor and the noise reverberates around the hills and up the rivers and off the islands and boats filled with glassy-eyed people taking it all in. What is the meaning of it? At … More THE 4TH OF JULY
Lou climbed the stairs to his old bedroom. He was moving slowly between the second and third floors. The train ride from Chicago to Boston took nearly a full day and he’d been unable to relax on the trip. Lou was exhausted and he needed to get some rest, try to sleep. The family patriarch … More BROODING
I am not a writer Since the last time I read a Critique of a poet On-line From what I’ve learned I am an uneducated Individual Who scribbles on objects, Usually paper. G. M. GoodwinJune 10, 2025
I want you. No doubt I want you. Even though you are poison and quick and soothing – sometimes. I want you to come to me; be with me; come be inside of me and take me over this terrible ordeal! I need you like a hole in the head, but I want you vastly … More Linda Lou
To the young Mormon wife flying from Travis Air Force Base in Sacramento to Hickam Air Force Base in Hawaii to join her husband. She took a shine to me and we shared a few secrets on the flight. During an emergency decent from 35,000 to 10,000 feet she held me close and whispered, “At … More One of Those Memories
My mother described to me the noise she heard when my father shot himself. She described the report of the pistol as a crack, a loud crack. She was downstairs in the kitchen when my father carefully held the business end of the pistol to the left side of his head. He was positioning the … More REPLICA
I wonder about my final move, A picture persists of two handrails Along a wooden bridge to forever, The details disappear quickly Only about a few steps along toward The disappearing point. It is all very inviting. G. M. GoodwinMarch 24, 2025
The human side of us is our deadliest friend. No where else can I remember meeting up with such a cruel killer of happiness, serenity, peace. Our inside person is all of this and more. Fold in a bit of hard-of-hearing and disaster awaits just around the corner of our souls. I’m talking about the … More Self Assassination
MY TRIP INTO SELF TRANCE I am going to go into a trance for the first time. I am going to do this with no previous experience. I hope that this is not a one-way trip. I am lying down with my feet separated and my arms are at my side. I am focusing on … More My Trip Into Self-Trance
Playing Fair and Being Kind 