Another milestone birthday in the books, more than I care to count. It got me thinking back on a particular friendship long ago in Southern California. Her name is Kathy and one summer night in May 1977, after we off got off work, she wanted to take me to a late...
Johan and Marguerite – 1960 The small coastal village of Carmel was everything they hoped it would be. Turning onto Ocean Avenue they slowly drove towards the Pacific Ocean without a clue or plan as to where they would stay let alone spend the first night of...
“but I need a break, and I wanna be a paperback writer. . . paperback writer” Most of my writing is done in a small 400 sq ft 2nd floor corner studio flat. Its southern exposure provides a beautiful sunrise and sunset filtering through a natural canopy of green from...
American poet Mary Elizabeth (Clark) Frye was born in Dayton, Ohio in 1905 and orphaned when she was only three years old. Later relocating to Baltimore, and while having no formal education, she always loved to read. At the age of 22 she married Claud Frye. In 1932,...
Forsaken Screaming in anguish at the harsh blizzard sky, ahh gatono tsawonesuga aniyvwiya, gatono tsawonesuga aniyvwiya, why have you forgotten your people? He always believed in the ways handed down from his father and the fathers before him. Life was a journey and...
