Merry Ding-a-Ling Day
Me, I am a masterfully created whirling blend of mongrel on my dad’s side and Native American Cherokee on my mom’s side, and I think of myself as a blended believer. I have worn a Star of David around my neck as well as a cross, and at one time I actually wore ...
From the Logger to the Blogger: The Gift of Giving
Yesterday, I took the day off. After three or more late nights coupled with early mornings and screaming back pain, it was a flatter-puss day for me. I did some reading as Chloe Cat and I snuggled and watched the wind-driven rain, a Nor’easter that moved through New England, dumping a lot of water ...
A Radio Christmas to Remember
December, around the year of ’82, 1982, wind-blown snow, middle of the night (or morning. After all, what is 3 a.m.?). The snow, the kind that sneaks up on you, slowly drifts, quietly getting deeper. It moves across a large deserted parking lot, transforming this lonely place. This deserted piece of asphalt is ...

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