This is my third attempt to write about Father’s day. Why write at all you might ask? Good question. And it deserves an answer. Because I’m still not sure I’m […]

Brent’s Cove, Newfoundland. The place I was born, and then lived-in for ten years before moving to the big city, St. John’s. Childhood offers its own protection from the atrocities […]

I have always been in touch with my feminine side, or so I used to think. I enjoy and work better with women than I do with men. I’m as […]

  New Year’s Eve, a sultry bar—The Rusty Anchor. A light wind tapped on the windows. Or maybe it was the spirits of old sailors looking for a leeward place […]

Seals of the Ages

I have spent a fair amount of my life reading, and I joyously remember being read to as a child. I’ve dabbled in writing poetry and songs, short stories, and […]

Perhaps I look to others to define myself My reflection in the mirror only points to a stranger: someone I might know; but I have been with him so long […]

Nocturne of the Red Wolf

Someone posted a piece on the voice of the Gray wolf. I’m a gamer, even at sixty-five.  Many years ago I was part of starting a guild in the game […]

Yesterday I took a ride into the city: lights and more lights, a glittering waste of precious energy, forgetting the money throw away on presents, and the lost time spent […]