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STORM CHASING IN THE CANCER WARD

Storm chasing without a tornado on the horizon? The storm in the cancer ward is chemo therapy that runs through everything in your body sweeping out the good and the bad cells. It shakes you down to your core hoping the good cells prevail. Not everyone is built for this particular battle.

CLEAR DOWN RANGE NEW MEANING

The first time I heard the call of “CLEAR DOWN RANGE” I was laying in the dirt with the guys, Fort Ord dirt, and trying to fit three bullets inside the diameter of a quarter. The best I got was two in with a stray nearby. The rifle range targets were a head and shoulder […]

PERFORMANCE PRESSURE SELF INFLICTED

Performance pressure starts with doubt. Will you be good enough? Have you trained to win? Can you do it? These are the same questions asked when people decide to get married.

HALL OF FAME: WHICH ONE IS FOR YOU

A Hall of Fame career deserves to be enshrined in a place of honor. Why? So others can see their accomplishments and try to copy them? That’s partly correct until you start learning more about the people. A great player doesn’t always mean a good person. But why limit inductions for only sports?

WRITING ROOTS: HOW DEEP DO THEY GROW

Writing roots are reading roots. Everybody knows that from their first grade if they had a teacher as good as Mrs. Baker. I recall her saying, ‘Our writing is a reflection of our reading.’ I believed it then as I believe it now. (Folding a corner to mark my place in Patrick DeWitt’s novel The […]

TRUST, HOPE, THEN EXPLOIT

If you believe in the power of trust, hope, and faith, and you should, what could go wrong? Do it right and you’ll find yourself in the company of others with the same beliefs. At first. Then time reveals other plans.

MICRO MEMOIR II: LEAVING TOWN CHRISTMAS PARTY

Leaving town used to be easy, if I remember right. Pack a bag, get in a car, hop on bus, and leave. “I’ll be there in a few days.” Same story going out to Brooklyn as leaving:

HARD LOVE DADDY ON A HEALTH KICK

I saw hard love work on my Dad after he got his heart fixed. No smoking for the old chimney. The doc said it, the family said it, the friends said it. You’d say it too.

THESE DAYS, BALANCE EACH ONE

These Days was a Jackson Browne song from years gone by. It’s a downer from a self-proclaimed loser with a CW beat. All these years later it still hits just right:

WIDOW MAKER: A LOGGER’S NIGHTMARE

My Grandpa on my mom’s side was her step-dad, though as kids we never knew it. Why? Because it didn’t matter. He was married to Grandma and she was a boss. Besides, he was the best choice between the three. One was a yeller, the other was far away, and Grandpa was just right. He […]