Grandma Gretchen’s in her rocker and she has something to say. She tells a visitor, a young man from the city, if he plans to write a book about life on a farm in the Fifties, he likely...
Blooming for one day a lily welcomes the sun. Bumblebees drop in. Donal Mahoney
Tim Murnane was born to parents who lived in a small brick bungalow in a lower-middle class neighborhood in Chicago. His father worked as an electrician for Commonwealth Edison Company ...
At a school reunion festive and grand a young teacher makes a point with a retired teacher
When a writer lacks verbs and nouns he’s the victim of writer’s block. His mind may house
As autumn turns colder there’s only one moth fluttering at midnight around the porch light. He’s the last of the flock
If you’re a reprobate in recovery you have to be careful what you do… You’re no different than an alcoho… always in danger of falling again. At least an alcoholic has a diseas…
A rainy Sunday and Pastor Smith is in his pulpit bellowing to the congregation, “I hope you understand
Do you remember how to tie a Windsor knot the way your father taught you on graduation day in eighth grade
On Sundays Walter gives Pastor J… magazines to read along with comments on his sermons. The pastor loves the magazines but Walter is leaving for another…
“Quiet, please,” I tell her, “I want to hear the music.” She is sitting next to me again, this time on a paisley couch, a woman in a lime bikini I met
Let me be a star and shine in places darkness dwells or let me be a bell and ring in places
I learned a murmuration is a flock of starlings whirling and turning in the sky, changing directions in a second, flying back again, blackening
I take my wife to dinner at a fancy place for us to talk about money because stocks have a virus and we should move
They buried Colleen Garrity today a woman 95 few people thought would ever die and what a lovely eulogy her cousin Paddy gave. Paddy must be 80 if a day yet he