Open letter to Cathy Kalmenson, my dear wife A cloudy, rainy day in Chicago At a most precise moment Of what would become The beginning of our days As husband and wife Twenty-eight years hence Some blood Much sweet sweat Our share of tears Enjoying and battling What life offered us Here we remain Another…
In the most dismal of times, when least expected, Choose to hunt for the inevitable spark When a body seems too tired for the hunt From your helpers with no form of mockery towards you They glean from life’s losses, betrayals, and victories, All scribed earnestly, With only your betterment at heart’s will, Your chin…
EMULATE: It can be great (or become great), or in a bad environment cause you to incinerate. Making room on your plate room for more good stuff show some patience, we used to say Study well, Real winners don’t have to bluff Kids were taught to know “Patience is a virtue” Or maybe not…
Too early to recall, but remembered as some time between late night and dawn in a geographic location, the furthest easternmost area of these United States of ours… A very young boy was experiencing an unsolicited version of what life could dish out. While remembering exacts (which most of us are frequently unable to retain…
The Voice Actor Listen closely, or from a distance Like, love, or disapprove my tone if you will Be in agreement, or tune out my theories Be moved into a mirthful state Dissolve passionless from my efforts to create Your choice in listening to me be only yours I well may be a deceiver Not…
Rarely does a week or so go by without someone asking me about a celebrity I knew, or had worked with, from my vast past history file. Often the question alone will bring a smile, considering I would have to be well over one hundred years old to have known or worked with…
I know, I know. I, too, am not immune from the damn pain in the butt this virus thing has put us in. It’s like every day is mostly like “Groundhog Day”, the movie. The days seem to be all flying by. Every day feels the same. Wearing a mask isn’t natural for most…
This Sunday, as is my wont, a fond remembrance: Many years ago, two folks were sharing an evening at the Hollywood Bowl; The musical play was “The Music Man”. However, that won’t be the point of this story, nor was this particular couple’s advanced age. The night was a package of goodies to behold this warm…
This morning, I was taken by this wonderful piece about twin girls that were born with a serious medical condition. The article told of a successful, twenty-two-hour surgery. One of these tiny, incredibly human, little dolls was rushed back in for a second surgery. That surgery was also successful. The reporter, while describing…
So much knowledge has been around for so long a period. Each day by the hour and minute, more and more, is being added to our well. New discoveries, new words, new things of all kinds. I read, I often study, and I constantly become increasingly aware of how little I know and…