DO YOU LOVE ME? There are some questions that cannot be asked. The one that comes to mind immediately is “Do you love me?” It is a question that is loaded with angst and dependence and the need for validation. The need begs and indicates that the person asking is not in a good place … More “What Are You Thinking?”
My friend Sharon is home from the hospital and I was able to visit for a few minutes yesterday. I think she is the loveliest person I know. I was fortunate to be her maid-of-honor at her wedding here in Boothbay. That was truly an honor for me. The days have reached the winter solstice. … More Wagging Their Tail Behind Them
I’ve had a good day. I am in a good place. I’ve felt an emptiness though. Thought I should write about it. I WANT A LOVER TONIGHT There are moments when the air around me catches fire and I am oblivious. My mind is focused elsewhere. The days have passed outside The Castle but inside … More A Good Spot to be In
Here is a story from 1964. A Christmas story when I and my shipmates were away from home. I know you will enjoy it. It was written by one of my mates but I’m not certain who. I think it was the doctor. When I find out for certain I’ll let you know. Beware, it … More So Sweet a Memory!
I’ve seen real estate you wouldn’t believe. A few days ago I thought about how lucky I am. In 1976 I was due for another transfer to a new duty station in the Navy. I was winding up a two year tour at “Fighter Town U.S.A.”, Mirimar Naval Air Station in California. I was Director, … More No Balls, No Blue Chips.
Way back in those days before we invaded a country for no other reason than wicked greed…well that’s not accurate. We, as a country, have done that repeatedly. Let me start over. Long ago, late in year 2002, when the 2nd Bush administration was contemplating the invasion of Iraq a group of citizens up in … More Being Appreciated (I’m a sucker for gratitude)
Natalie was probably the most influential person in my life. I can’t think of anyone more effective in how I think and behave today. Well, there is one other; Neeley. Neeley will probably be the last great effective person for me. At any rate both are in my life forever. This story begins with Natalie … More Walking Across the Fucking Paint
I’m seventy six years old, soon to be seventy seven in February; in about two months. My age has become a concern to me; you know like the mortality thing and energy thing and health thing. However this is not what I am going to talk about today. Maybe never. My attention is on the … More Life Becomes Reruns if You Live Long Enough
THE PAST IS ALWAYS WITH US Just like a seed or a tick our past events are stuck to us. A function of time, happenings go through a process of transformation from not yet to uh oh. We supply the adhesive with our individual response. The adhesive is the level of emotional investment that gets … More Memories
JUST ANOTHER JOB More or less Early in my Navy career as a crew member of one of the Navy’s new nuclear submarines we’d been at sea for a few weeks testing the ship’s control systems. We were off the east coast. The submarine had surfaced in preparation for entering port. I came up from … More Just Another Job
Playing Fair and Being Kind 