The Detective and The Case of the Missing Lol
Former police detective writes about life, death, and coffee.
For all you crazy atheists (though I am quite sure you guys exist) out there let us just assume, for the sake of argument, that there is a God. Don't hurt yourselves though. If you can't imagine that then skip this post. God forbid you have a stroke or something. I was sitting in my... Continue Reading →
Sometimes I like to sit by an old old tree and ask it what it knows and if it knows me Does it know my name Has it seen me here around Am I a whisper in its leaves Before they fall onto the ground Am I found among its rings Am I carved along... 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 →
