The Tempest

Tuesday Evening: 9:36 pm The past 8 days have been—with apologies to Norman Vincent Peale—a testimony to the power of negative  thinking. On...

When I was a kid we had one in our house. One television and one telephone. The television was a black and white model made by RCA. It had r...

Its 3:30 in the afternoon, two of my kids are on the Interstate Highway system heading home, and I am nervous. The other two are already her...

Judging by the deluge of leaves that have fallen in my yard this weekend I believe it safe to say that the days of beautiful fall colors are...

Ten years ago this month I started writing my first novel. I had no real idea what I was doing. All I had was a partial story inside of my h...

My son came to town to run in the Richmond marathon. It was his second attempt at the race and he killed it. He beat last year’s time by nea...

This past weekend Pam and I had the solo stove fired up on the deck one night. After the sun went down it started to feel chilly out so it w...