Jerry Schellhammer

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.

Another Milestone to set Myself

September 2 I just turned another year older. I’m not depressed or upset, just the opposite actually. You see my loyal readers; I look forward to my annual day of living. Maybe it is because of my near-death experience from the stroke I had back in 2002.

Road Trip

Waikiki is a four-lane street that meandered northerly, then I saw the road I needed to take that was converted into a round-about. Fortunately, though it has been several years, I distinctly remembered how that street was, and I continued in a westwardly path. This street for reasons I’m sure the present homeowners never predicted that their homes would be assessed at over a million dollars

Fifteen Seconds

In our monthly writers guild meeting last night we had as our guest a publicist who determines the worthiness of the book and strategies for launching a publicity campaign to garner those sales that every writer hopes to garner.

Elsa’s Day Trimming at Sparky’s

I’m Elsa the Amazon my master raves about. Yesterday he told as he prepared my daily meal that we were going for a ride to see Sparky. I remembered all too well the last time that happened, and it still left a bad taste in my beak, literally.