Like most everyone else, I was shocked by the gruesome murder of Brian Thompson, CEO of United Health Care (UHC). He was shot in the back as he walked across the street in Manhattan. He …
I wasn't going to read Williams' book about the horrendous murder of three women in Mt. Pleasant back in the late 70's. Why? To be honest, I was envious. I wanted to be Mt. …
I had been clean and sober 15 years when I found myself out late, on a cold winter's night, on my insurance business. I had skipped supper (well, I had a Salted Nut Roll) so was more than …
When I was in college, one of the part-time jobs I had was working for Terrible Terrance Tree Service. Terrance's full-time job was working for the college in building and grounds, mostly …
We had to be at the University of Iowa Hospital at 5:30 in the morning for Ginnie's hysterectomy. We were there on time and I was whisked away to a waiting room. This was to be a day all …
Wanna get letters in the mail from a pen pal? Aimee Gauley, formerly of Ft. Madison, now living out west with her husband, son and three dogs, has an ambitious writing project, in addition to …
I was giving Buster a tour of SE Iowa. Out on the edge of Mt. Pleasant there was an old tumbled down shack, made of logs. Buster looked at it and said, “I could take something …
Don't taunt, trash talk or jeer. It's never worked for me, in fact it usually backfires. I found the best approach, especially in sports, when someone trash talked me, was to just be …
Bob used to be a fireman for the City of Denver back in the fifties and sixties. It was men only then. He said that while on duty, they would get so drunk that he would actually pass out …
A pillbox is a type of blockhouse, or concrete dug-in guard-post, often camouflaged, normally equipped with loopholes through which defenders can fire weapons, like on the beaches of Normandy. …
Like thieves in the night, Groundhogs were our enemy when growing up on the Maple Hill farm west of Monroe. Those little pigs dug tunnels around the foundations of farm buildings and made quite a …
The old priest asked me how I was doing. I had almost died of alcoholism a few short weeks before. I fell through the glass top of my coffee table, drunk, cut myself up like a hog ready …
