Spoiler alert. I will be ‘bashing’ men in this reflection. It is unapologetically one-sided. The emoting is my own and not a summary of stuff from the internet (other than a few statistics). If you don’t care for where this is going, please abort now. As time passes, I am increasingly turned off common distasteful…
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My name is Jay
I met Jay at Walmart parking lot on a cold winter morning. Just outside the entrance door as I was going in. The funnel hood on his parka, rolled all the way forward, pushed a ring of long unruly hair out the front that largely hid his face from view. And made him look pretty…
Growing up is hard to do – part 2
The things we remember. Growing up is hard to do – part 1 (June 17, 2026) ended with remorse for not knowing how to look after my dog Boots. I remember so much detail about his unfortunate end to life. But I have no memory of discussions with my parents about getting a dog or…
Growing up is hard to do – part 1
Neil Sedaka sang “Breaking up is hard to do.” It was 1962, I was 14 years old, too socially inept to have a girlfriend so never experienced the hardship of breaking up. But the title inspired me to think about how growing up is hard to do. From farm to town. I farmed until I…
More than enough – David’s story
David always liked Sunday School. His teacher really cared for every boy and girl in the class. She talked about Jesus as the best friend you could ever have. David could hardly wait for each Sunday. But this week all the kids were in the big church room with adults. In the car on the…
“Friennds”
“Friennds. Friennds.” Her soft, plaintive cry hardly penetrated the stillness of the morning. Five-year-old Amy stood at the end of the driveway and looked both ways. “Friennds. Friennds.” Amy’s family had just moved to their new house. She had to leave all her friends behind but her parents assured Amy there would be new ones…
Dying for Love
Themes of love and death. These are pervasive in the arts throughout history. Poets, philosophers, novelists have wrestled with the human disposition towards ‘dying for love,’ ‘dying to self for love,’ ‘dying to love.’ The nuances in these phrases reveal the complexities of human relationships. Dying for love. Does this mean dying figuratively because of…
It’s never too late . . .
Meet my friend Henry. I can say ‘friend’ even though I met him just recently at the gym. He’s the kind of guy I want as a friend. 93 years old. Pushes his walker at a good c lip as he enters the gym with determined focus. Heads straight to the first of his three…
A word about my writing
Fellow travellers for the journey. Having coffee together, someone who is a constant encouragement for my writing mentioned that my pieces are getting longer. He assured me it was okay; nevertheless, the observation was instructive. I need to be more vigilant in assessing the breadth of material I include in a piece, its relevance to…
Juxtaposition – a lesson from the ‘Up’ movie
A need for definition. Juxta = next to. Pose = to place. Juxtapose = to place next to. ‘Juxtaposition’ describes a situation where two elements that don’t seem to belong together are placed side by side. The contrast heightens emotional impact, creates irony, conveys a clash of realities, and engages the reader, viewer, or listener…