Summer came, but somebody watered down a bit. I hope no one believes that I am complaining about the endless rain. The older you get, the more you appreciate it. When the sun broke through for a few minutes on the Fourth, and I felt the humidity rise, I concluded that all that rain hadn’t…
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Acting on the Adage
She was walking purposefully, and I could see her coming from about an eighth mile away. She appeared to be about my age, but I am only basing that on the silver streaks in her short hair; it reflected the early morning sunshine enough to conclude that hers was the same color as mine, but…
Too Many Bathrooms
One cannot argue that the state of the planet is in disarray. No matter where you get your news, it’s clear that something went wrong along the way. Over the last few months, it’s been worse. How can that be? We can’t blame it all on the pandemic, politics, or improper interpersonal communication. We can…
One Last Thing
I’ve looked down upon the sad-looking Red Wings for a couple of months. Late summer and early fall found them stowed on the floor of the backseat of my truck. They fit the bill as something that looked to have been “rode hard and put away wet.” After spending some time walking about in…
Furious
Nothing that I write is going to make you furious. If I do, drop me a line. Let’s talk it through. This topic weighs heavily on me; I’ve written about it a few times. I’ve written about a lot of things a few times. I can count on two hands how many times I…
Recollections, Redemption, and Ricky B.
A cop needs to remain neutral in many relationships. I can admit that over the years, I have sometimes enjoyed my time with suspects far more than the time I spent with the victims of crime. I’ve had multiple conversations with extremely competent police officers. Among them were those who would state an intense hatred…
The Unmitigated Joy of a Midday Shower
I’m not sure if it was my first, but it won’t be my last. The lack of specific directions on how to survive in retirement has allowed me to use trial and error; this was no error. I showered at noon. I went to work when I was fourteen, eight years old if you count…
Failures Not Oft Forgotten (Part One)
Several things have brought this story to light. I wasn’t going to write it. I have many reasons, some rather personal, but I decided to leave this out of my previous books because I was still dealing with some angst over it. None of that matters; it’s an issue with which I have to deal….
The Sun Is Rising, And It’s Going To Be A Good Day
I don’t know when I started using the rise and shine greeting. I emit the slogan more for myself than the dog. The part she likes is the ear rub and the head scratch that accompanies my close talking and, possibly, a kiss on the deep crevasse that runs down the center of her boxer-like…
Road Trips, Pricey Coleslaw,and Lunch at Gramp’s Old Cabins(Pt.2)
This is the second installment of a two-part story. The first installment is nearby in the bank of Newslog entries. Thanks for reading- TC There were no visible signs indicating that I wasn’t free to stretch my legs on the river’s edge and visit the old cabins. I was confident that if confronted by…