Opened Present Laughter and joy Around the table Opened boxes Opened smiles Crumpled wrap Upon the floor Silent house Barren tree Now empty chairs Of those who passed Vacant address Empty box Memories remain Under the tree A gift given Long ago
When Rudolph Challenged the Wild Wild West
It was like one of those great standoffs in those old Western movies. The dusty Main Street with tumble weeds blowing across and a whirlwind whipping up a cloud of dust. Spurs clink as two tough gunslingers take their positions opposite each other; steely eyes staring each other down as they position their hand over… Continue reading When Rudolph Challenged the Wild Wild West
Fleeting Moments
The other day I was thinking about the time several years ago when I visited my mom in Florida. At that time she was nearing 90 years old. During my visit we toured Bok Gardens and spent the afternoon strolling through the grounds. It was a relaxing time where we walked together and enjoyed the… Continue reading Fleeting Moments
A Gentle Touch
I gaze upward At the dreary sky Silent and cloudy In barren branches
Refreshing Waters
Many waters call to me Amid the dry hot desert Hot sun beats down Longing for waves To wash away weariness . The dusty road ahead I trek over hardened rock Burdens weigh me down Pressing against gravel Grit against my soul . Tired body presses forth Distant shore in view Cool breeze welcomes me… Continue reading Refreshing Waters
Owning a Piece of Creative History
I spent more than half my life as a writer creating advertising, news releases, brochures, articles and even speeches. I know first-hand that the creative process is fickle and unforgiving. Sometimes ideas flow non-stop and other times there are dry spells where the ideas never come. I am always amazed by what can trigger an… Continue reading Owning a Piece of Creative History
Making an Impression
Going through an old box of handwritten letters from decades ago has a certain feel about it that isn't the same as reading old emails and posts on a screen...
The Last Time
The other day I was in our basement and I looked at a stack of bins with toys our kids used to play with years ago. At one time these toys were spread across the house and played with on a daily basis. Even though they were picked up each night, the next day they… Continue reading The Last Time
Name Dropper
Maybe you’ve seen one of them. A sign along the freeway that dedicates the freeway to a person. I’ve seen them many times on my many travels, but a while ago I saw one that caught me off guard. I read the name and told myself, “I know that guy!” It was yet another reminder… Continue reading Name Dropper
The Balancing Act of Presenting the News
In the early 1980s I earned a degree in Journalism and went on to graduate school and a teaching assistant position in the Journalism department of my alma mater. I think it’s safe to say that the field of journalism is radically different now than it was nearly 40 years ago. When I graduated from… Continue reading The Balancing Act of Presenting the News
The Next Half Century 