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The Parachute

The decisive moment of truth came while I was freefalling toward Earth at 120 miles per hour and my parachute was not opening. I was 23 years old and had, perhaps flippantly, answered my mother’s Read more…

Fathers & Songs

On the eve of Father’s Day, I went to sleep thinking of how my dad used to sing to me when I was a young boy. The one song I remember him singing, that I Read more…

Cataracts

We crossed the imaginary line into panhandle Texas, having rolled down from the peaks of Colorado and dogearred the corner of New Mexico, almost immediately a story of Texas being written across our windshield,  our Read more…

The Landline

I am of the last generation to experience childhood in the pre-Internet, pre-cell phone era of human existence.  Let’s think about that. All the what and who and years that came before. Uncountable and unfathomable, Read more…

The Flophouse

The span of my outstretched arms was wider than my room at the White House Hotel. Already, you can see that “room” and “hotel” are generous descriptors.  It was a flophouse on the notorious Bowery Read more…

The Snake

I ran over an already dead snake with my pickup truck today. Unavoidably. It was on a rural two-lane highway. I’d come around a gentle bend and didn’t see it reaching into the lane from Read more…

The Editor

I clashed with my editor when I was a high school sports writer at a suburban newspaper chain in St. Louis.  Dennis was a peaceable man in his 50s who seemed to have resigned himself Read more…

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