Cricket

       As if having tinnitus is not enough, I have acquired the seemingly dedicated services of a small, green, noisy cricket. I know this small cricket is green because it landed on my arm and I was so shocked that I was unable to shoo it away before it hopped...

Swine Flu Survival

       As I look about the havoc that was once my living room, I feel compelled to offer great thanks to those individuals who have brought me through this horrendous battle for health and survival.      To my diligent neighbor, Frank, I offer a cooling salute of...

Trash and Treasure

        Standing in a neighborhood hardware store, I happened to overhear a customer talking to the shop owner. The customer was a pleasant, round-faced woman in her eighties who was having a problem with clearing water out of her basement after recent...

Where’s Papa?

     I would learn a new way to travel to The Mall when Laurie, Duion, Jennifer and one-year-old Kelsey came to Louisville. The knowledge would benefit me in later years when my older vehicles were not able to manage acceleration enough to safely use Louisille’s...

Ann Wagner

       Through the years, an artist learns to barter for painting services. Repair for my Volkswagen Campmobile, dental work for my daughter, tuition for my children, and then there were two chicken dinners.      Ann Wagner was a Black activist who had worked for...