Posted on June 4, 2016
The Death of My Mother, Helen Bland
June 4, 2018
Two years to the day, a grim anniversary. It doesn’t seem like that long, but still somehow feels longer.
A few days ago, a calendar reminder. May 31st. Would’ve been 71, if my math is right. It probably isn’t. I was never a very good son when it came to remembering things, and now I can’t forget. Funny how that works.
Time marches on. Always forward, forever trampling the present. Relentless. All we can do is look back into the distance as the current carries us ever onward, and watch what was once bright and big and here grow dim and small and there…until one day, it fades into the horizon.
After that, it’s only memories.
And we can never forget.
Posted on April 4, 2016
Dolla Dolla Bills, Y’all
- Do you like this site?
- Have you ever enjoyed reading anything here?
- Did you ever find anything helpful, informative, or even just funny?
Then now’s the time to pledge your support and not get a free tote bag or whatever PBS is shilling these days. I don’t even have any cool interns to man the phone banks I also don’t have, so don’t expect any of that business, either.
Posted on March 14, 2016
I’ve Got A Golden Ticket!
Once upon a time, a legendary candyman held a contest in which five lucky children won a tour of his mythical chocolate factory. That man was Mr. Wonka, and this is the story you were never told… Read More
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