What Crosses My Mind

  • Father, Son, Child

    I have a father, a son, as did he, a man, like anyone, a heartbeat, a desire, a following he didn’t ever imagine, yet today, we celebrate him, this man, this iconic symbol of peace, whom certainly lived the same life, we have all, being human, it is difficult not to imagine, hardship of any…

  • A Christmas Message

    We are approaching that ultimate day of family and love and Grace, with all of its beauty, delight, misconception and forgiveness, and I am reminded of where my values first evolved. Going through some papers in my den I came across a picture of my grandmother, we called her ‘Granny’ and I was immediately flooded…

  • A Little Billie Holiday for Him

    I thought I might listen to a little Billie tonight, his memory is fresh in my mind. I ‘d like to think he did a little swing in time, her words, her melody, a smile. This is a good man we honor today in dreams a mover with a heart of humble pie. if Billy…

  • He Did Speak To Me

    I was a child, eight years old with a mind, I knew the political storm through the eyes of my siblings, remind me again where values form. At home, the weather inside seems mellow we all want the same things yet there’s a society out there lays below a currency of evil minglings. When just…