Disturbin’ the Peace
There are those, namely my daughter, who have lately cast a certain smudge upon my name with a reference to me being a wild child back in my teen years. It seems rather preposterous that such comments would be made, first of all, in the face of one who is largely innocent, and secondly, thoseRead More
Broken Doors, Broken Promises
Places and names have been changed to give privacy to those involved. The place had a haunted feel to it. Perhaps it was still a case of the jingles I was entertaining from the phone that had gotten this all…
Pressed to the Limit
I say that life is basically made up of two types of people. The kind who set limits and the kind who test those limits. I would have said that the folks who tested the limits were generally trying to…
Pipe Bombs
My friend Gregg called me up one morning and said he needed a little help on a project he was working on. I agreed to be at his place shortly after dinner. Beings as I was born and raised on…