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A Ramble plus
I’m calling this a Ramble Plus because I started another piece called the Ramble about having writer’s block. The part below I cut and put it here because my emoji was telling me I was really angry. Well, it wasn’t Read more…
I’m calling this a Ramble Plus because I started another piece called the Ramble about having writer’s block. The part below I cut and put it here because my emoji was telling me I was really angry. Well, it wasn’t Read more…
Those crazy “ly” words are a bane to a writer’s existence. At least that is what I have been told and have read that you should never use adverbs. It is verboten! (german for forbidden). Well, I see Tolkien didn’t Read more…
Yep, that sums it up. If I weren’t busy enough I have to go and borrow trouble. Well, not trouble per se, just jumping into more projects than you can shake a stick at. It’s marvelous to be able to Read more…
It’s late for sure. I’m sorry I haven’t posted, but have had a few computer problems. Before I lost everything I had to buy a new one. When I went to get the data downloaded the guy looked at the Read more…
Israel Part 3 I’ve been torn between so many options which makes it hard to decide. Do I talk about the beautiful Cathedrals that sit on top of “major historical Christian sites” or about the sites that are not as Read more…
Part 2 Israel I’ve decided not to take you day by day through my journey in God’s Promised Land, but in each post I’ll give you just a few highlights or what struck me the most. In my eyes it Read more…
It’s been a couple of years now, but it feels like it was yesterday. Van and I drove to LA to stay the night before meeting our fellow travelers on our trip of a life time. At 3:45 A.M.we shuttled Read more…
Preface: Dad was considered a lifer. He was in the Army Air Corp and flew 30 missions over Germany in WWII. Then when they split into Air Force and Army, Dad went with the Army. He was deployed to the Read more…
It was Wednesday, Oct. 3, 2018, around 6:20. I was headed into church for choir practice when my phone rang. Matthew’s name popped up on the screen. Knowing my granddaughter was due in a couple of weeks, I was expecting Read more…
As a young boy, there was one thing above all else that I wanted for my own. A pocketknife. Every man carried one and most boys somewhat above my age had one. I sometimes could borrow one, if I Read more…