Tag: realization

A passed torch

A passed torch

I’ve become the old guys I grew up around. My youth was filled with a fascinating blend of old timers that I joyfully gleaned much of what I needed to know about life by just hanging around with all of them. They were mostly retired, blue-collar guys; my grandfather worked on an assembly line making […]

Characters who helped shape mine (#2 in a series) The Professor

It would be cliché to say that some of the greatest teachers I have had in my life never stood in front of a classroom; the best lessons rarely came framed by chalkboard proscenium. One of the most unique teachers I ever encountered, I had  the privilege of seeing in action holding class for his solitary student in … Continue reading Characters who helped shape mine (#2 in a series) The Professor

On the water front

Writers are always looking for a place to ply their craft in solitude, either in the name of art for art’s sake, or to get real work done, or to cure some sort of writers block. For many, it is also therapy; putting pencil-to-paper has saved me countless thousands in psychologist couch rentals. For me, … Continue reading On the water front

Tumbling

Dryer produces unknown, extra hosiery. Consensual socks?

First Love

The young ballplayer drags his bat to the plate, leaving a neat, shallow furrow in the dirt in which the seeds of success are now sown; there is purpose to his gait, no fear. He is resolute. He practice swings the bat in a warped, pendulum loop while his oversized, red plastic helmet acts a … Continue reading First Love

Résumé

Paperboy. Mower of lawns, painter of fences; ice-cream-scooper- slash-soda jerk, lumberjack. Old- folk odd-jobber, potato peeler dishwasher donut seller Early vocations of a professional amateur, experience invaluable; financed my adolescent frivolity while banking interest-compounding life lessons. I still make regular withdrawals. Radio announcer, sales consultant, commercial producer; census taker, construction worker, radio station manager. Boss? … Continue reading Résumé

Stepping in dogma

Faith is ego True, deep, abiding exclusionary faith is your ego run amok Blind faith is egomaniacal, contrary to belief , less about submission, more simple self-absorption cum-righteousness Believing is good. Absolute certainty, unfortunately, is all about you

Less torch, more…Coleman-lanternish.

I’ve become the old guys I grew up around. My youth was filled with a fascinating blend of old timers that I joyfully gleaned much of what I needed to know about life by just hanging around with all of them. They were mostly retired, blue-collar guys; my grandfather worked on an assembly line making … Continue reading Less torch, more…Coleman-lanternish.

Transition

French Quarter coffee shop; ancient, transformed corner building with a long view; cloudy morning of post-Saturday revelry, mingling with locals - the normal eclectic folks of ‘The Quarter’ just being: an older man obliviously sketches in a large pad, a young woman writes in her leather-clad journal, there are multiple laptops in use, a wide variety of … Continue reading Transition

That explains it.

Profundity comes in a wide array of colors, sizes, shapes, messengers. It is concise, not trite, compassionate; intellectually stimulating, bravura. Well mostly, anyway.