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The easiest way I know of when it comes to explaining death has to do with the absence of the five senses. There is no Heaven to go to . . . nor is there a Hell . . . on the other side of life, there is only you minus a flesh and bloodContinue reading “Death”

Two scholars spent the better part of an afternoon in a local Portland Starbucks arguing over the theories of Evolution versus Creationism. Getting nowhere, they took the advice of the Chinese guy working there and decided to drive to the beach near Astoria and visit a sage named Chung Lee who reputedly had the answers.Continue reading “The Tao of Coffee”

A hard fast doctrine of the most holy Apostolic Pentecostal Church states quite simply that in order to be saved you must receive the gift of the Holy Ghost. Speaking in tongues is the evidence that proves you have received the Holy Ghost.  In all reality, although everyone else was doing it, I just couldn’tContinue reading “Speaking In Tongues . . .”

This morning I got to thinking about Thanksgiving and the best one I ever experienced, when it was and who I was with . . .  that sort of thing. Following is the true story of the –best Thanksgiving I personally ever had. It takes place back in the day when the music never stopped,Continue reading “A Hippies Thanksgiving”

It seems I do more of it in the winter, but regardless, as I get older I spend a lot of time daydreaming. I usually wake up at about 5 am, make coffee,\ and, being retired and having no place to go, sit in my chair in the dark drinking my coffee and dreaming aboutContinue reading “My Old Friends . . .”

The housing project where I was born and raised sat on the tough side of town. If my dog died, if the big kid next door punched me in the nose, if practically anything happened to me I never cried and if I did I made damn sure I was alone because cry babies inContinue reading “My Moment Of Truth . . .”

1972 It was late Friday evening. I’d just walked in the door after a hard afternoon shift at Hoover’s. My thoughts were only on the pizza I was carrying, a couple cold beers, and the warm bed I would soon be sharing with Patti, my wife. I don’t remember exactly how or where she gotContinue reading “Beauty In The Night . . .”

The assassin knew the risks involved in this mission were great, perhaps even suicidal, but he didn’t care. With quiet trepidation, he took one last mental check, stepped from his hiding place, and disappeared into the dark of the moonless night. A strong sense of danger nearly overpowered his resolve as he crept around theContinue reading “Give Jimmy A Gun You Better Run! . . .”