Earlier this week, I discovered my Uncle Hal was losing his kidney function. He is in hospice right now, declining dialysis treatment and awaiting the moment Our Lord and Savior carries him home.
Category Archives: My Experiences
A Family Tree
I finally received my DNA results the other day and I was more than a bit surprised by the results plus my own family tree is a bit suspect to say the least. It makes one wonder sometimes about the scruples our ancestors have because one entry is very odd to say the least.
Solitude
Noise is harmful to our collective health and like many, I become more agitated and stressed by noise, even ambient white noise that we all too readily tune out, thinking we are in a quiet place. As I have gotten older, I come to realize I don’t need that noise in my life anymore.
My Writing Progress
My loyal readers, Merry Christmas to you all. I had in mind to send to you one of my past blogs that I knew would give you a heart-warming, feel-good vibe to celebrate this time of year.
I have No Idea
I have some great news to share with my loyal readers! Well, maybe it’s not so great. You see I received this offer the other day informing me that my Book, I Albert Peabody: Confessions of a Serial Killer was interested in acquiring 8000 copies and distributing them throughout the bookstores around United Kingdom.
Imagine
He looked from the third-floor window of the YMCA he was staying at. His black hair and piercing brown eyes looked down at the people below. He called himself John, though his friends and parents called him Mark.
I Beg Your Pardon?
I knew in the back of my mind this would happen, regardless of what Joe Biden promised. I’m not angry at him for doing what he did, pardon his son of gun and tax evasion charges that he pled guilty to and was scheduled for sentencing later this month. I’m angry that ….
Bob’s Thanksgiving
On every Thanksgiving since he became sober and accepted Jesus and God into his life Bob has donated his time every Thanksgiving feeding the homeless, dispossessed, and the poor. He does this to honor the family that in their own way, literally saved his life and offered him hope.
It’s My Fault
As I have said before, I am a firm believer in the good nature of mankind. That people like Donald Trump are the exception and that we are better than his words or those who listen to him.
Buck & Stag
The two big deer with large rack of antlers on their massive heads barreled through the wilderness as shots from hunters’ rifles whizzed by them. They bounded through thick foliage, briars and brush. They sprinted up a draw and the shooting stopped as they heard voices of the men echo off the hillside.
Jerry Schellhammer 