An Art Musing – As I Began this Posting, as I Contemplated this Cropped Photo, I Searched My Soul for a Title. With a work of art, there is usually a focus, a subject, or perhaps more, a germinal or central thought or theme, helping to birth whatever the artist comes to create. Sometimes the...
Introduction: "Sleepwalk" is a non-fiction story of about 145 pages, which deals with my relationship at my Catholic elementary school, with two classmates, a girl and a boy, both initially developing in different ways in 6th grade, and with certain events, and with my interactions with my...
“Oh, this is in the paupers' section. You’ll Never Find It. I’ll Take You There.” This photo is of a portion of Hampstead cemetery located in the north side of London, that I took during my visit to the UK in 2008. I’ve always liked cemeteries. For me they have always been...
“This is an Estimate of the Cost of Your Pregnancy” – My Parent’s First Investment in Me I have many family papers from my parents that I have not gone through for a while. Today I was hunting for a particular item among my English family papers, which I could not find, but through that...
Writing in the Shade of Trees - The Three-Year Anniversary, Milestones Along the Way & The Path Ahead The three-year anniversary of Writing in the Shade of Trees is soon coming up. At first, I thought it was the second anniversary, and that is how I started the first draft of this...
The Sad Thing is That I’ve Lost my Ability to Write Under the Shade of Trees…It’s Like Losing an Old Friend. *** My friend, Matt, lost the 150-year-old oak tree that was the dominant presence and the prized possession of his backyard, in the recent tropical storm to hit Los Angeles on Sunday,...
Our Bishop Alemany High School 55th Year Reunion, for the Class of 1968, is Now Complete - And the Cake was Decorated in Our School Colors of Garnet & Gray *** Our 55th year high school reunion is now over. The venue was perfect for the size of our gathering, the cake was decorated in our...
In Pink She Had Wandered for a Time My oldest granddaughter, the firstborn of my firstborn, for a time wandered, finding new foundations, setting and re-setting her bearings, navigating the course of her life at that time, moving here, moving there, both physically and internally, negotiating the...