Jerry Schellhammer

Nine Lives of Cosmo

At any rate, I’m a cat named Cosmo who came into this world a year ago. I’m sure I was probably a doctor or lawyer in my previous life, and I came back as a cat. The irony of it all!

Observations While Sitting at a Stop Light

Driving in city traffic is stop and go and stop and go. We, well I and the other anonymous drivers who drive to our collective destination’s in our rather ordinary Fords, Buicks and Dodges ignore each other, pretend none of us exist; invisible and clueless.

The Tale of the Vampire and the Ghostwriter

Candace McIntire drafted stories about other people who paid her for her time. Ghost writing wasn’t all she enjoyed. She wrote of witchery, vampires and werewolves that went bump in the night.

A Natural Gift

My stepdaughter Emely has many gifts that I am immensely proud of her for having. The latest is her gift for making automobiles look remarkable as you my loyal readers can plainly see from the image above.

Change of Seasons

I kind of enjoy the changes that each season brings to me. Winter’s snow and bare trees make way for blossoms and greenery of spring.

At First You Remember, Now You Don’t

I don’t know if I got dementia, or just getting at that stage in life where I’m becoming more forgetful and getting those memory lapses seemingly more often. I read an article about the seven early warnings of dementia.

Angels in Our Lives

I have often considered, even back my more agnostic days that we are surrounded by angels in our lives. I know many of you my loyal readers have at one time, or another been touched by someone who somehow changed your life for the better.

Fire and Rain

Apparently, James Taylor’s “Fire and Rain,” dealt with suicide. I did not know that. All this time I thought it was a breakup song like Gordan Lightfoot’s “If You Could Read My Mind,” or Joan Baez’ “Diamonds and Rust.”

Barbarous Cannibals and Pet Eaters

“Can you believe this?” Barney exclaimed as a reporter from some midwestern town told a serious story concerning more goings on with illegal immigrants invading their town with cannibals and pet eaters.

The Confession

Mac remembered that day as if it was yesterday. He held it in his mind and heart for so long. He kept his secret intact with the help of rot-gut liquor such as, Irish Diamonds, Canadian Mist and Clan MacGregor. He befriended a young bartender by the name of Emily Welch.