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Stuck In Denver & An Angel At The Airport

Stuck In Denver & An Angel At The Airport

I probably should have stopped to take a breath when I couldn’t find my credit card as I was trying to book a room for the night in Denver because I missed my connection. I probably should not have had the glass of wine on the flight into Denver. My first flight had...
On Fossils, Faith and Getting Published

On Fossils, Faith and Getting Published

When we bought our house from my parents a couple decades ago, my father was excited to show me a large fossil rock in the backyard. It looked like it could have been the vertebrae of an ancient critter, maybe that of a huge hawk. A hawk at our bird feeder last...
On Saving Stories

On Saving Stories

This is the last birthday we all had with Pops. His own pops made it to 62, and his mother and brother to 80. He was sure he wouldn’t make it past the mark of his 8th decade, but he kept going and going seven more years. It was a miracle. I do believe all our days...
Listen Wait Putter Putz

Listen Wait Putter Putz

I open my eyes and wonder what Words await while the sound of rain on the porch roof catches me by surprise. Listen, wait, putter, putz. The open umbrella left to dry billows like a chest taking in air. I inhale, exhaling as the truck idles beside the sidewalk out...

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