“So how many weeks have we been locked up?” Melinda asked me. “Three?” I wasn’t sure. I can’t tell one day from the next. There’s no feel to the day: Monday feels the same as Thursday. More Exercise. More Weight. Read More …
Pandemic. It’s a word I knew, of course. I had heard of the Spanish Flu before. In recent years I learned the most about it from watching Downton Abbey. We might have learned about it in school, too, in history Read More …
My wife was walking by herself in the park across the street from our place yesterday, when a woman from the building said hello. While keeping her distance, of course, the woman said that she’d hoped to see Melinda out Read More …
A Guest Post by Sue Hawley Living in a small town in Northeast Ohio is pretty much like any American small town. Local politics, businesses, and schools unite the community. We are uniquely located far enough from Akron (once the Read More …
So how are you getting through these days? We’re all on the frontlines, I’d say. In our constant struggle not to kill each other in this time of forced togetherness, my wife and her dog have built a “palace” on Read More …
This morning I wrote the nicest blog on journaling and how petty my discomfort was in the face of what we all must do. After I wrote it, I went into the kitchen to reheat my coffee and I discovered Read More …
In Houston, I expect we’ll begin the next step up in Covid-19 this morning, or one morning soon. Not just closed businesses and staying at home, but what sounds initially a lot like like confinement. Once I read the rules Read More …
Before Caesar crossed the Rubicon, he offered one final compromise with the Optimates, the group in power in Rome lead by Pompey and Cato, among others. Pompey was ready to agree until his mind was changed by Cato’s arguments. Cicero, Read More …
Something I often want to blog about are my days in Court. I have had hundreds of adventures over the course of my career, as any trial lawyer has had, but one can’t just blog about them. You have clients Read More …
I rise at 5 a.m. each day to write, and it’s like slaying a dragon each time. There’s the ‘resistance’, the voice that questions my abilities, worth, sanity. The resistance never sleeps. It never slackens, and it never really goes Read More …
The other Friday night I had a terrible confrontation–with myself. You wouldn’t have known it; nothing happened that anyone else could see. Melinda and I were in Brenner’s on stools at the bar. You know Brenner’s? It’s ‘Old Houston’, a Read More …
Perceptions Friends is volume three of a series published by Inklings Publishing. The series of books are designed to assist teachers and parents teach their children to read. It’s scheduled to launch in February. Melinda and I wrote two children’s Read More …
“Choose not to be harmed,” Marcus Aurelius wrote, “and you won’t feel harmed. Don’t feel harmed—and you haven’t been.” He meant that if you don’t feel like you’ve been singled out or screwed over, then were you? No, because that’s Read More …
You think you know someone, especially a loved one. Someone you’ve known for most of your adult life. And, sometimes, you don’t really. On December 22, we lost my wife’s cousin, Marje. She was an independent woman. She’d worked for Read More …
It’s Christmas morning, and I am up at 5:00 a.m. It’s not for children or to get the house ready. It’s not to prepare food. It’s because I’ve decided to try a ‘new’ philosophy, and it starts today. It is Read More …