My youthful fear of outhouses culminated, not in the scary night woods at Bark Point, but one year later on the edge of the young apple orchard of Glasenerʻs Orchard, Herbster, Wisconsin. At age eight, I would remain at Grandma and Grandpaʻs orchard after my family returned to Iowa. I would become a strawberry picker.Continue reading “Home in the Outhouse”
I have only one question today. Why in this universe of human ingenuity and intelligence would anyone design, manufacture and produce a weapon such as a taser to resemble remotely in design, look, feel, function anything approaching the image of a gun?!!!!
The Emotional Feeling of Finishing a First Draft of my Memoir Manuscript. A Calm Settling A calm settling– the marathon over. At least for now. New race set to begin in two weeks, but for now– calm; rest; peace. No, I havenʻt taken up running again– not with my body anyway. Last night I finishedContinue reading “A Calm Settling”
E Komo Mai– Welcome to my new Author’s Blog.