Monthly Archives: August 2019

Metaphors, Nightmares, Trucks at the Packing Plant

(Whenever my wife reads one of my pieces and says, “I’m not sure you should post this one — people may not know you’re kidding around,” I realize I may have hit for extra bases, perhaps even put one out … Continue reading

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Cheetahs, Tacos, A Search For The Divine

I chat with my 6-year-old grandson, Bodhi Valhalla King, as we examine a “cruise ship” he constructs with short lengths of 1×2 pine. We eat triple cream Brie with spoons. It’s 3 p.m., and I’m deep into another major league … Continue reading

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