Guest Missives
Guilty as Charged… by Jane Strebel
Grief and guilt are two little words that hold the misery of the world in...
Sick Duck… by JoAnn
A couple of weeks ago, I awoke just before dawn to an unsettling noise. It...
Setting The Alarm… by JoAnn
For years, from my teens to my 50s, I set an alarm clock every night...
Something Odd… by JoAnn
Something odd happened to me today. I use a small, stainless steel electric percolator to...
Car Shopping… by JoAnn
This week, I found myself in need of a new form of transportation. My sweet...
The Bike… by JoAnn
When I was around 6 or 7 years old, my sister got a new bicycle...
Mama Boo… by Jane Strebel
She was a diminutive snippet of a woman, falling just short of five feet tall,...
High-Times on the 4th Floor… by Larry Fields
Two weeks ago, I was released from BRMC (Bristol Regional Medical Center) after an extended...
Anatomy of a Fall… by Larry Fields
Three weeks ago, I left the house telling my wife I was going to Lowe’s...
Cookie & Brownie… by JoAnn
Today is Valentine's Day. I woke up feeling rather alone on this holiday. I've always...