The Tempest

Friday, at long last, is here. These are the sort of weeks that try men’s souls. You’re just trying to limp over the finish line, a week th...

On February 10, 2020 I wrote the following words about the Coronavirus:  “ Do I plan on visiting China anytime soon? No. But am I planning o...

Both my friend and I are dealing with lots of stress associated with our chosen profession. Obviously it has been harder for her, with all o...

Yesterday’s brutal slog was followed by a restless, fitful sleep which featured lots of tossing, turning and bizarre dreams. Mercifully, I f...

I have had a long and stressful day. I am exhausted. I have grown tired of the sound of my own voice.  Among many, many other things, o...

Donna had never attended a funeral until the day she sat on the red velvet cushions inside the Blissful Gardens Memorial Chapel to pay fin...

Yesterday was a difficult day for my friend. Her prognosis is still great, in fact, this week has been notable for good news in that regard....