The House Next Door: A Metaphor For The United States If We Don’t Wake Up.

Twenty years ago (give or take) I moved into the first house I’ve called “ours” (my wife has an equal share). Our next door neighbor was a great fellow, also named Joe. A better neighbor you would not find. This … Continue reading

Death At My House.

Nobody you’ve read about before by name, it was just one of Mrs. Bunny’s kids. But it was sad to watch. Let me introduce the late Baby Bunny. Please follow me on Twitter, and “Like” the Facebook author page. Don’t … Continue reading

That Chair Is Taken.

“I always enjoy being out here in the sunlight. Not that I really want to spend that much time here, but it is kind of interesting to see who shows up today.” “I love the women. My wife quit coming … Continue reading

Throwaway Time Changes Lives

Take a moment, please, and reflect on the last selfless thing that you did for someone. Can’t remember, eh? Probably humble. Or down on yourself and forgot on purpose. Possibly, but unlikely, you’ve never done anything selfless. I hope that … Continue reading