I lost someone important to me this week. For years he was my bartender. He poured my drinks and listened to my problems.
Gravy by the Slice
Life as seen from the perspective of a longtime Maderan.
How did August get here already?
My mother had four brothers and only one sister, Clara.
Last Tuesday my calendar reminded me that on that day in 1981 folk singer Harry Chapin died.
Reading The Red Line in Tuesday’s edition, I see I got smacked pretty hard by someone who thinks I’m an idiot for promoting fireworks.