Ten and poor

Recently, I sat for a few hours talking to a 98-year-old woman about her experiences in a small rural Wisconsin town. The woman is amazing and still sharp as a tack. For over 25 years she owned a grocery store in this town and every summer she and her husband extended credit to the local... Continue Reading →

The Things I Carry: Where 36 and 37 Meet

There are a lot of incredible places to explore in Ohio. Ohio is full of a rich and diverse history thanks to the Ohio River and it's tributaries, and of course, Lake Erie. If you scoff it is probably because you have never bothered to get off the interstate of leave your suburbia enclave. I... Continue Reading →

The State of Pox: Sexuality, Shame and Dogma

Recently, I went down the rabbit hole and left needing a shower to wash off the filth. I find this particular movement so disgusting and disturbing I have to keep coming back to this post to finish it. The topic makes me angry and I am using this post to speak out about it. As... Continue Reading →

John Steinbeck on Falling in Love: A 1958 Letter to his son

Wish I had learned this truth sooner. Now that I know, I hope I can pass it on. Taken from John Steinbeck's book: Steinbeck: A Life in Letters. I found the text on Maria Popova's Brain Picking's page. New York November 10, 1958 Dear Thom: We had your letter this morning. I will answer it from my... Continue Reading →

Beautiful laughing children

Had a store full of beautiful laughing children today. Don't ever settle for a relationship where your partner tells you the time or the money isn't right to start a family but refuses to tell you when and how much will make it right. What they are really telling you is the time and the money... Continue Reading →

A letter to my step-son

Hi L.., I decided since you are a teenager it would be better to write to you instead of embarrassing you by doing that parental thing of…um…you know…talking. Let’s get a few things out of the way. First of I’m very proud of you.  Over the last several years you have consistently made sound decisions... Continue Reading →

I don’t believe in love

I have too much life experience to believe in the romantic and star-crossed love of fairy tales. That is not for me. I don't want or need any more mythology or fantasy...both so full of empty promises and painful regrets. My heart hardened by scars from the self-inflicted and vengeful woundings suffered and inflicted in... Continue Reading →

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