Who Will Take Care of My Dog

I turned 69-years old last September and find myself asking more frequently, “What have I left to do in this throw-away society where relationships and friendships don’t count as much as they used to?”  I am ready to check out.  There is nothing left for me to do.  I enjoy the sound of the river …

“Thank You for Your Service”

“Thank you for your service” is a popular greeting when people learn that you are a veteran of the U.S. Armed Forces.  I do not recall that greeting in the 60’s and 70’s when soldiers returned from Viet Nam.  Times change.  Attitudes change… sometimes for the better, other times… As a member of the now-defunct …

September, a Poem

September is my favorite month of the year.  I invite you to listen to this poem, September by Helen Hunt Jackson (1830 – 1885), an American poet and writer who became an activist on behalf of improved treatment of Native Americans by the United States government.  September as read by Garrison Keillor…         September by Helen Hunt …

September on the River

There is no better month than September, the month when green leaves give way to pale yellow, then blush in vibrant red and orange.  Black-eyed Susan’s wilt with little thought to their future resurrection.  The change has little to do with temperature, rather, because the earth tilts its axis 23.5 degrees to its orbital plane while …