terminal II

At 6:54  a.m. at Little Rock Airport Gate 4, everyone seems to respect the quietness called for by the early hour, except two people. Of course.  There are two men seated in the Sky Priority section that have the good grace to drink their orange juice and read their paper serenely, bothering no-one. Befitting of... Continue Reading →

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56 – Reconcile!

On Saturday, January 28, 2017, I was sitting at Gate H1 of Chicago's O'Hare Airport. The weather was cold outside, but not the bitter, nasty cold for which Chicago is famous. It was crowded inside, but not the people-invading-my-personal-space kind of crowded that my makes my lungs collapse and my heart rate climb. I had... Continue Reading →

some people. .

It's been brought to my attention that I've posted a lot of darkness lately.  People have expressed concern.  I'm fine. I post my thoughts and those are often dim, but vomiting it out is quite therapeutic. So, my apologies and thanks for reading. With that out of the way, here's a brighter, happier story: Years... Continue Reading →

55 – again & again

Given the death of my Dad in 1997, (jireh, abba, virilis) for a long time afterwards I was subconsciously or consciously looking for a father figure - a mentor. I found one in Herb Stuart. He brought what I needed to the table: wisdom, truth, love, and just enough sarcasm and irreverence to make the... Continue Reading →

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