عالمي mon monde העולם שלי

The center of my world is my wife and my two sons. The pearl in my world. Outside my family, my world is that I make my living, and most of theirs, by dealing with conflict, whether helping people fight through it, cope with it, or settle it peacefully. I internalize a lot of it.... Continue Reading →

. . . enemies. . .

I resolve. I've never been the enemy of New Year's Resolutions that some people are. My Dad was vocal about his dislike of this tradition: "You say you're going to do something and then you don't. If you really cared that much about it, you wouldn't put it off till January 1." From his perspective,... Continue Reading →

an american roller coaster

When I was in the bathroom this morning, brushing my teeth and getting ready for work, I discovered this: My dear sweet wife is the only person who shares this bathroom, this drawer, and this Q-tip box with me, so there is little doubt - not even reasonable doubt - as to who left the... Continue Reading →

40.5 – redneckus generalis

What would incline me to think I might be a redneck? Why would I strive for such a goal? I've never had a skoal ring faded into the back pocket of my jeans (but my friends did), never drank beer from a can (but my friends did), never milked a cow (my parents and cousins... Continue Reading →

Resolved 2018

To listen, read and write more, and to communicate less words but more meaning. Each year for the past several, I have resolved to speak less but say as much or more. Hopefully I am making progress. Have a good year, however you define that.

Contradiction

An Open Letter to Whomever the Shoe Fits: I am weary of your contradictions. Stop preaching against bullying while electing bullies. Please take down your tolerance flag if you can't tolerate whatever flag I fly. Please do not abuse my good sense with your support of the Constitution if you insist on the government promoting... Continue Reading →

38 – libero

Flat tires blow. Flat tires are a drag. A flat tire can suck the life out of a good ride. On Sunday morning of March 14, 2010, I was sitting under a tree in south Arkansas. I could still see the Louisiana line to the south, and a long road to Hamburg to the north.... Continue Reading →

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