The other day I lost a good friend from my high school years, Cindy Blackburn Whitson. She had been sick for some time battling ovarian cancer, and finally lost the war. We had been pretty good friends during high school, but I had lost touch with her after graduation. We didn’t reconnect until about 2 1/2 years ago when I found her on Facebook. Of course over those many years our lives took very different paths and we each have our own respective families. After the reconnection, it was as if almost no time had passed since we had last … Continue reading Real Friendship
She was probably my closest friend. I fell in love with her the first moment that I saw her. We had an incredible bond and could … Continue reading Perhaps
Listen… Listen to the silence. Most people listen to the silence in the canyon and hear nothing. Others hear the grasses rustling in the breeze. Some … Continue reading Souls of the Canyon
It might be easier to ask the question, “Why not write?” But at the bottom of everything, I write simply because I have things to say. Is anything I have to say really important enough to matter to anyone else? The only way to really answer that question is to write and see what comes. I have always had a hard time keeping mouth shut. When I was a kid, I got into fights due to my propensity to comment on everything. You would think that I would have learned. Well, I still have the same problem; I still comment … Continue reading Why Write?
I love cars; I’ve always loved cars. They have fascinated me since I was a little kid. It all started simply enough. Cars are shiny; they go fast; they make cool sounds; there are a lot of interesting parts all working together, and they can take you to the coolest places. My Dad liked cars, and I guess I share his passion. I was pretty lucky growing up as my parents did pretty well, and we always took a big vacation every year. We always drove to our vacation destination; flying was reserved for business trips in those days or … Continue reading Cars are Culture