18 Words….

I write this story on the 11th of December.  A dreary, meaningless sort of day.   A day in New England that the sun will stay away from.  The darkness will win on this day as it appears.  As I reflect on this December 11th though I have a completely different view of it.  Dinner plans... Continue Reading →

The Compassionate Heart

I met Jerome right after he got out of prison.  He was doing 20 years to life for murder, but let go after 10 years under a “Compassionate Release.”  He had a terrible heart condition and needed a transplant; not much time to live if he didn’t get one.  Because his future was so grim,... Continue Reading →

Mug

His morning coffee steamed from his favorite mug  It was too hot to drink so he stared off into space for a few minutes.  He remembered the day the mug was given to him.  It was 25 years ago on a lazy Sunday morning in the middle of June.  His daughter, Christine, tip toed into... Continue Reading →

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