You’ll have to excuse me if my typing on this particular blog isn’t up to my usual standard. I am writing this on a computer that isn’t really meant for this stuff, and it will be tomorrow or the next day before I can access my laptop, which is in my office. The doctors have … More Losing My Mind
Shelly and I are finally headed out of town for a couple of days. We have meant to get a weekend away for a long time, but time, obligations and money always seem to get in the way. We’re not planning anything major, just headed to the north side of Dallas, but that’s not the … More Cutting Out
In case you noticed, my blogs this week (and last) have been scattered and coming out later in the morning or afternoon than usual. That’s because I am taking advantage of the last few free days this summer before pre-registration meetings take over my life to get some yard work done. Summer is hot here … More Making a Difference
I first decided that I wanted to be a writer when I was in high school. I always had a difficult time in wrapping my brain around the idea that when I graduate from college I should be prepared to embrace a career for the rest of my life. Call it a short attention span. … More That Special Something
Dining on the 102nd floor of One World Trade Center might have been excuse enough for Rachel Katrachian. Or it might have been the fact that the event afforded the opportunity to eat food prepared by world-famous chef Montrose, who up to this point had never come to the United States. Or it maybe it … More “The Last Supper”
The first breakthrough in my writing career came when I finally wrote a book that I had been pondering for almost two years. It wasn’t long, or really that fancy, but it was an idea that caught on. Since that time it has sold more than 30,000 copies. The year was 1982, the book was … More Don’t Look Back
Just like many others, I was shocked and dismayed a few days ago to hear of the tragic death of Cory Monteith. The actor who played Finn on Glee, Monteith had a casual, likeable everyman style that one might compare to Jimmy Stewart in his heyday. I especially identified with him, because I grew up … More Behind the Scenes
The church called Santa Maria de la Roseta had a long and illustrious history before that day, Henry Hudson was sure of that. There were indications among the rubble that it must have been there for several hundred years. In fact, Henry saw one plaque on a broken pillar with the Roman numerals for 1711. … More “Yo Me Rindo”
The full moon lit the waters of the Caribbean as I looked over the railing of the S.S. Champion. Behind me one could hear the noise of celebration—people laughing and shouting, dancing and singing—as we drew closer to the midnight hour. But I was still caught up in my serious, sad reverie. More than once … More “Jesús Saves”
Time is relative, Einstein tells us. It’s an artificial construct that we have created to remind us that we are finite, mortal. The universe doesn’t wear a wristwatch. And thankfully, I decided to stop wearing one the day I found out I had terminal cancer. That was some time ago—I no longer think in terms … More “My Own Personal Singularity”
