Archive for November, 2009
The Dragging
An empty canoe bobbed gently in the muddy current. Someone tied it to the bridge. Fire fighters and other volunteers scrambled frantically along each riverbank searching for its last occupant . . . Todd Bierman. No one saw him fall in. The overturned canoe and a bright orange life jacket were found floating nearby. His [...]
The Rocker
Something was missing! Strewn across the floor, pieces of oak formed a wooden jigsaw puzzle. The smell of varnish and sawdust penetrated the mildew of the basement. There should have been two curved rockers. I tried to imagine a rocking chair with just one. A few days earlier my father chided me about my organizational [...]
Happy Birthday Dad!
This is your blog. This will be your portal for sharing your thoughts with friends, family, acquaintances and strangers who may stumble upon this site. Maybe someday you will have a following of thousands of readers, at which point I will have to remember to throw on some sort of advertising. But until then, it [...]
