How do you honor your hero? The person you’ve looked up to your entire life? Your Example. Your Anchor. Your Stay. Tom Prescott was a beacon of integrity, a man who embraced every moment and offered unwavering devotion to his beloved wife and cherished fa...
While I probably would not have attended John’s funeral under normal circumstances I decided to go with my parents. And to see Corey. And other family relatives. After our fuckfest on Sunday, we only texted a few times on Monday as she was busy with her m...
I had heard from my parents that my mother’s cousin John had passed away. It was expected as he had been sick with cancer for several months. He was eighty-five. My folks were close to John and his wife Donna in retirement and would often have dinner toge...
They called him a savage because he knew nothing of quantum physics. Yet, he understood the being of the sun and the stars. He had never heard of a time machine, nor had he ridden the Iron Horse. Never mind, most of all, he loved nature and the Great Spir...
When my father died I danced a jig. My fellow workers in the warehouse laughed and questioned my joviality. Tact restrained me from telling them that the piece of shit that was my father had kicked the bucket but brown-bread he was. And good riddance. He...
In my school years, friends drifted in and out. Fickle fate granted a lifelong few. Afterward, they were temporarily shipmates to a common port of call. Unloaded, we embark to our different shores. I was blessed with a lifelong friend, Julie. We met in...
After Elliot, I snuggled back with my husband, spent more time in the office but by 1990, three years after Elliot, on turning forty, I rebelled against being a middle-aged woman.The children in college no longer needed my cinnamon rolls. I was their past...
Friday was coming to an end, work was dragging on, and I had regular boring plans to kill time until the party on Saturday night. I had decided to go to my Gym and get in a good workout. I went in and was immediately met by Joe. He said, “I have been look...
I Summer and Mia Raines glanced at each other as they exited the large airplane and followed the crowd up a long hallway. Though neither of them had ever seen Wolf Carson, the man who would be waiting for them there, he had assured them that he’d seen bot...
I love being an intern. I really do. There is so much to learn and experience, and the perks are amazing. For the past two years, I had the pleasure (quite literally) of doing my internship at a funeral home in my hometown. My ambition is to be a funeral...
