Tag Archives: Personal History

Reflections following another yet another car accident.

I've measured every patriotic event against that day. All fall short with hyped-up attempts at externally prompting that which can only be internally felt.

Make a little less noise now and then -- and hear a little better.

I will do my best to remember that I'm doing what I want. What can be better than that?

Children manage to say the most delightful, funny, and sometimes inappropriate things, no matter how young or old they are.

"It's you – nobody else – who determine your destiny and decide your fate." -- e.e. cummings

Each time I conquer a memory, it's one less thing from my past that has power over me.

When I think about Father's Day, I think about missed opportunities.

When the only ritual you feel like doing on Father's Day is spitting on his grave while you're checking to make sure the bastard is really dead.

It didn't make much sense to try to be different from you when I was gradually becoming more like you.