An Undelivered Speech at the Turkish Friendship Dinner–Along with What I Did Say

In a couple days, the Turkish Cultural Center in Manchester, NH, is giving me an award.  This is very gratifying, if undeserved.  They offered me three or four minutes to speak, and I will likely use that time.  I don’t often speak from a script, so any remarks I make will be extemporaneous, entertaining and … Continue reading An Undelivered Speech at the Turkish Friendship Dinner–Along with What I Did Say

Between Tide and Traffic:  Alcoholics of My Type

My problem has never been alcohol. If alcohol had been the problem, I wouldn’t have needed to recover.  I would have just quit drinking and my problem would have been put on the shelf.  There it could stay forever—never again would it need to trouble me as long as I didn’t drink. My problem was … Continue reading Between Tide and Traffic:  Alcoholics of My Type

Silence is Golden; Slumber is Final

The first time I went fishing with my grandfather was the last time I did anything at all with him, except for avoid his gaze, composed as it was of anger and disgust.  I was about four, although physically I looked much younger.  As a child, one of my goals was to be a midget … Continue reading Silence is Golden; Slumber is Final

Wouldn’t It?—Notes on the Texas Church Terrorist Attack

I write this with shame radiating from my body and soul.  As an American, as a veteran, as a human being, I’ve just committed an act I’d never ever pictured myself doing.  Living in the Great North Woods in a Tiny White Box, I don’t have running water, so I can’t take the shower I … Continue reading Wouldn’t It?—Notes on the Texas Church Terrorist Attack