Guess who wasn’t coming to dinner…
Not too many black doctors actually showed up for dinner in 1967…
Hand me that hammer…
building bridges is a good thing (my poem)
Gotta love the sauce…(my new poem)
Call it a nature poem…or call it a love poem.
Remember the Tallahatchie Bridge?
Molly Johnson sings it right…
“…the ravell’d sleeve of care…”
wish I’d said that…(a bit of Shakespeare)
A Farewell to Arms (book review)
classic Hemingway with relentlessly realistic dialogue…
“Boil up” and other good manners…
The “Hobo Ethical Code” is worth a quick read.
Will the last monkey cry?
the new reality…
On the Beach by Nevil Shute (book review)
It isn’t out of date…
“Sara from South Dakota”
…drawing a line in the sand…(my poem)









