I could be in church right now. This very moment. The church I go to has services between 10:45 a.m. and 12 p.m. and right now it's just minutes before that starts. It's just a mile or two away. It's the church I went to when I was young. It was my mother's church. But... Continue Reading →
Things I overheard at a funeral
My oldest brother died back in 2015 at the age of 72. He loved to laugh. He would have gotten a kick at some of the things I overheard at his funeral. "We are all on a train in life. None of us chose to get on this train but this is where we find... Continue Reading →
A gravity of people
"Once in every life, someone comes along, and you came up to me, it was almost like a song" - Ronnie Milsap I am not sure I can tell you the number of times I fell in love when I was young. Probably not as many I think I have. Surely many more than I... Continue Reading →
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 →
They give yoga pants a bad name
Ladies, I have a question. When did the world run out of pants for women? I mean they still have some right? You know, the kind with buttons, zippers, and pockets? Or were they outlawed and I missed the memo? I don't hate yoga pants. I really don't. I won't let my daughter wear them... Continue Reading →
A Tale of Two Sisters: Graduation
I actually wrote this three years ago, and for reasons I cannot at all understand, I felt compelled to re-post it today, here and now. It was the third part of a story that has no real end. A TALE OF TWO SISTERS: GRADUATION Once, when the world was young, it trickled by, stopping here... Continue Reading →
Things I overheard while talking to myself.
Thirty Miles. It's the length of the Island of Guam. That's a U.S. territory for those of you that slept through history class in high school. That's all I remember about it now. Thirty miles. Something about us invading it, then losing it, then getting it back again also lingers in my mind when I... Continue Reading →
Men voted most likely to be seen leaving the scene of the crime…and the women that love them.
Years ago, when I first became a cop, I started a handwritten composition book with the above title of this post. Anyone who I arrested for a serious crime or otherwise caught my attention was put in that book. It took quite a bit to get you in there. I arrested hundreds of people that... Continue Reading →
A Walk in September (2018)
It's September again and time to focus our efforts on supporting those whose lives have been touched by childhood cancer. Today and every Wednesday this month, supporters of this cause will meet in McAllen, Texas to take a walk together and bring some publicity to this fight. In its sixth year now, The Gold and... Continue Reading →
The Sense of an Ending (book recommendation)
“How often do we tell our own life story? How often do we adjust, embellish, make sly cuts? And the longer life goes on, the fewer are those around to challenge our account, to remind us that our life is not our life, merely the story we have told about our life. Told to others,... Continue Reading →
