The Confrontation – Con’t…

The following is an excerpt from my memoir, Saturation I turned back around without saying a word, glopped some food into a bowl and took a seat  at a table next to the beverage cart.  The longer I didn’t say or do anything, the angrier I got.  I couldn’t eat.  I could hardly sit still. Continue reading “The Confrontation – Con’t…”

In Reference To My Sweet Pooh

Unless I use this word – gentle – in reference to my dog, it makes me squirm. It encompasses an attitude, a demeanor, a state or quality, an approach that makes me most uncomfortable. The word reminds me of things that are meek, passive, weak … mild mannered and soft natured. But gentleness isn’t anyContinue reading “In Reference To My Sweet Pooh”