Month: July 2020

Man the hunter as a 10 yr old with a b-b gun             The fat wren tipped over. Fluttered its wings. Rolled off the garage roof across the yard and fell to the ground. I was stunned. I hadn’t thought I would ever hit one, let alone kill it. I knelt next to the little … Continue reading Wrens, Rabbits and Turkeys

Older folks can feel overlooked, ignored. This is a short piece to take you there. I’m an old man, okay? I’m finally starting to realize that. Slowly. One loss at a time. For instance, I used to run to and around a neighborhood park before breakfast three times a week. Now I walk there and … Continue reading I Am Not a Fire Plug