Month: May 2012

  • The Time I Shot a Bird

    When I was 10 years old I got a Red Ryder BB gun for Christmas. It looked just like the Winchester rifle, The Gun that Won the West” which I had seen on the saddles of all the cowboy heroes in all the westerns kids like me loved. (That the Indians only had bows and […]

  • A few vital minutes in the morning

    “Jane and I have always professed different philosophies about language: she will use meditation while I use prayer for the same set of words.” -Mark Belletini in the Forward to Jane Ranney Rzepka’s FROM ZIP LINES TO HOSAPHONES As soon as my Macbook comes alive every morning and I sign into my Gmail, I read three […]

  • Counting to 10 (No, really…)

    In the last couple of weeks I have received some communications that I reacted to with more anger than I remember having in a long time. This is not good, being mad feels terrible. It is also dangerous to the soul. Thus, the motto found on some church basement walls: “HALT: Never get too hungry, […]

  • Simple But Not Easy

    In the days before our present high tech means of transportation, whistle stops were how US Presidential candidates reached the potential voters. One of the famous news photos was of  Harry S. Truman holding up a copy of the Chicago Tribune with a banner headline stating “Dewey Defeats Truman” and was taken on the rear platform of a […]

  • Caring is not that complicated

    “I miss you, my kind and gentle brother. Peace be with you. Micah 6:8” These few words popped up on my Facebook wall one day last week and gave me pause. They came from a somewhat unexpected source, a colleague that I was just beginning to know when I left our mutual workplace. We had […]