The Detective and The Case of the Missing Lol
What does a police detective do after he retires? Who knows? It's a mystery.
Have you ever carved your name onto a tree or scratched it on to some rock? Have you wondered how long it would be there even after you are gone? I suppose we all have. And I suppose we are all fated never to know the answer to that question. A book I read recently... Continue Reading →
It is a fearful thing, to love what death can touch.-Yehuda HaLevi My sister died a few days ago. We didn't see each other much. My dad was married twice and had a whole set of kids before me and my immediate brothers and sisters were born. They were all grown before we came along... Continue Reading →
The Birds. I was reading a book on my balcony when I noticed a black bird flying back and forth from who knows where to the base of a large Mexican Oak tree in front of me. The tree blocks all view for me, but I don't mind. The tree itself is a good view.... Continue Reading →
"Look for the helpers. You will always find people who are helping."- Mr. Rogers I know who you are. You are the person that can’t help but tear up every time you hear the song “Fight Song”. You can’t see a small child with a beanie cap covering their entire scalp without wondering if they... Continue Reading →
Time is the fire in which we burn. - Delmore Schwartz The guy was actually hanging half out the car window yelling "hey!" and throwing me the finger. Not really a surprise, except that I was on duty, and in a police car. What a dumbass. I swung around and lit up the car as... Continue Reading →
My mother died on a Wednesday in September almost 13 years ago at the age of 66. Lauren, my youngest, was almost 6 years old at the time . They were very close. Lauren actually reminds me of mom a lot. They both shared a kindness towards people in need that I think is rare.... Continue Reading →
The title above is a quote from the movie Ladyhawke and inspired this post. I first met God under the carport of my parent's house in Alton, Texas. I think it was the summer after I started elementary school. My parent's house is a small wooden frame house and the car port was just 2... Continue Reading →
There was a short period of time, when I was very young, that I believed only people I didn’t know would die. To be sure, I had no real idea what “die” meant, but it never happened to people I knew. And then, one day, it did. I don’t remember who the first person was,... Continue Reading →
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... Continue Reading →
