Thud … thud … thud … thud … The sound of a Pensy Pinky bouncing off the front gable of my house. Repeatedly. Through 9
Fairly accurate artist’s rendition of the final moments on Custer Hill It was June 25, 1876 … a Sunday … 3:03 PM. It was hot.
As an avid Dallas Cowboys fan, I despise the Washington Redskins and don’t care what they will inevitably change their name to because of PC
It wasn’t always fun on the Psychiatric Ward. Lunch time. Patients are sitting around at the tables munching on hospital food in the cafeteria. Staff
I was sitting in my car in a nice shady spot overlooking Highway 221 (Main Street in Marion, NC), listening to the radio. Suddenly, my
This is a photo I “borrowed” from an old classmate Joe Bria … It’s a scene that is indelibly stamped in my brain — as
“Amendment II A well regulated Militia, being necessary to the security of a free State, the right of the people to keep and bear Arms,
Not kidding! It’s come to this! After months & months of every procedure, every test, every [it seems] surgery, every medicine – words with Latin
Photo of Daniel Day-Lewis courtesy of Scott & Barbara Willis … Used by permission!
New Year’s Eve, Harlem Valley Psychiatric Center in Dutchess County, NY, 1983, probably — I worked the day shift and had recently transferred up there
What I wish the Left would come out and say. Just get it over with: “We think that the founding of this country was based
What started out to be still another Great American Novel, perhaps has turned out to be nothing more than a composite journal put to narrative