Coffee with Dad

Happy Father’s day to all you dads out there.

The Detective and The Case of the Missing Lol

I saw my dad yesterday. I saw him walking downtown on Main Street in McAllen. He had on his khaki pants and a dark blue shirt on with the “Rodriguez Auto Accessories” emblem on it. He was wrapped a thin light brown jacket and walked with his hands in his pants pocket like he always did on cold days. I called out to him but he didn’t hear me. I wanted to tell him to zip up his jacket because it was a cold day and mom would always get mad at both of us when we didn’t close up our jackets in this weather. I knew it was him. I recognized his full head of white hair, his glasses, and that walk. He would kind of kick out his left leg a bit when he was in a hurry.

It surprised me when he walked past the auto part…

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Her memory, not mine

There are choices and then there are no choices…

The Detective and The Case of the Missing Lol

I am trying to keep most of what I write on this blog light. But I was cop for awhile. Things will get a little dark. 

“Memories are bullets. Some whiz by and only spook you. Others tear you open and leave you in pieces.”- Richard Kadrey

I was sitting in my patrol car at intersection waiting for the light. The day was slow and hot and the light took it’s time. Everyone had their windows rolled up and their air conditioners blasting. I looked across at the car facing me in the opposite lane. At first I thought the woman was singing out loud to music and keeping rhythm with her hands. But then I saw the blood on her hands. A lot of blood. She wasn’t singing at all. She was screaming and hitting her hands on the steering wheel.

She needed emergency help but she wouldn’t run…

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Things I Overheard While Talking to Myself #3 (loud cars, crazy birds, and oh my God put the milk away already!)

I'm gonna slash his tires one day.  I am so not kidding, maybe. I think, because I was a cop, I am especially sensitive to people being stupid with their cars. Parking in handicap spaces when you aren't supposed to, intentionally making your car louder than it should be, and simply not knowing how to... Continue Reading →

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