Summer was beginning to waver, and the weather was a bit warm, so I invited Bubba, my imaginary friend, over to sit under...
In a tiny village situated in the woods of South County below Sharpsburg stood an old two-story log house. It was situated behind...
I am a continuation, like the rain is a continuation of the cloud. ~Thich Nhat Hanh~ Vietnamese Buddhist Monk In 1967, I found...
My friend ’39 Chevy Ken has been an avid traveler to Wellsboro, Pennsylvania and parts up north for 50 years. He often invites...
You know life is full of many paths, and everyone must travel them. Some lead to the mountain top, others to...
Is going backward as good as going forward? ‘”No wise man ever wished to be younger,” offered Jonathan Swift. I remember getting out...
You know sometimes you can’t get a word in edgewise these days. Everyone seems to be a Republican or Democrat, and you...
I was up in Wellsboro, Pennsylvania, last weekend, and I caught the news on TV from way out in Texas. Heavy and sudden...
You know when one thinks of yesterday, it’s fairly recent, but when one ponders July 4, 1776, that seems like an eternity ago. ...
Summer is here, and it was time, just like the hibernating bear, for the Dargan Boy to rise from his restive and take...