Who do I admire?Who do I uphold with reverence?Whose example do I look to?Who can I quote the most?Vonnegut – Great flowing wordsSteinbek – Stores that are rawWalter Ruether – Fair payJoe Hill – Martyr for the peopleMy DadWork EthicCaring for othersMy Dad2026

My first car was a cool 72 Chevy Nova2-door with rally wheelsBurnt Orange and black interior350 V-8, automatic, 4-barrel carb.More car than a teenager needed.Fast, not as fast as some, but whoaShe was dubbed Tequila SunriseA tropical sunrise adorned her trunk.8-track player? CheckCB Radio? CheckCustom afghan in the back seat? CheckCustom pillows, too? ChackIn those… Read More First Car

Watching the world hateSeeing it attack itselfNo care given to kindnessI often wonder howWe can tolerate this hurtContinue to function neverthelessI try my best to do goodTo show love and concernYet even I often failI try to instill in my mindAn image of my fatherAt the super table.Waiting patientlyFor everyone to have their fill beforeDishing… Read More Profound Kindness

Oh wow! I fell prey to the mainstream teen phenomenonYeah, man, my generation had the commercial power And cause we had shared interests and “disposable income.”We changed the worldStep aside, you children of the 50’sAnd let us who grew up in the 60’s and 70’s instructWe were a major force in shaping popular culture, fashion,… Read More Cool

My father had many traits,Some good, a few bad.He was, though, a self-crowned funny man,That one trait could go either way.He would call random female friends Disguising his voice to perform a pregnancy surveyThen one regrettable day,The voice admitted to being with child.My Mother would redden with shame,As his fable of their honeymoonWould spew forth.She… Read More I slipped a sheep and a sheep slipped me

I was asked the other dayOver a pint, don’t ya knowWhat one word describes your childhoodI thought, smiled, and contemplatedFrowned, grimaced, and mutteredStarted to answer, then thought againThere was love and happiness and joyIn our small home.I never went without, my belly always fullMy parents never divorcedThey never had physical fightsThey were always home at… Read More One Word

Yeah, my brother, my big brother,He was 22 years my senior. Someone cut from a whole other generation, if you will. Born of my father’s second marriage. He spent his first few years after birth on a failing cotton farm,In the back country of Missouri.He wasn’t slow, or dumb, or an idiot.He did become a… Read More Cecil

When I look to the past, the one thing I miss the most,Is the simplicity of childhood.The wonder of learning new thingsNo large responsibilitiesBeing provided forLoved unconditionally2026

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Ponder this old sayingLife is a bowl of cherriesDoes it not instill thoughts of pristine, gleaming fruitBut the top sparkling layerThese hide the rotting, spoiling bottomTruth of the bowlLife is A Bowl of Cherries(Rotted and Full of Worms)2026