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When I was a new father I believed: My family will always be together, And my kids will do what I say; Because I’m the parent And it’s what I say. When I was a new father, again, I believed: My five children will eventually grow up, But they will always do what I say, Because I’m the dad. Now I am a new grandfather and I know: My children were never mine, Because they were just small people, And they will not do what I say, Until they are the parent.

Because she walked around with her nose in the air, and because she seldom spoke to anyone in the school, many of her classmates thought she was stuck up. She was not one of the popular girls, and was even a bit mousy; maybe dumpy would be a good description, but none of the people who thought this about her had ever seen her dressed up. She always wore jeans and a sweatshirt, and even on the hottest days she at least wore an oversized T-shirt. Her shoes were always the same pair of approved...

Light. Violet yellow light. Sound. Water tumbling over rocks, and a gentle stirring high in the trees. Smells. The musty, bright smell of fresh moss, clean compost, fir and cedar. As I open my eyes I realize that I am home. Oh not the kind of home that is full of stuff, and has couches and televisions and windows. The kind of home that feels comfortable because there is no time to rush you about. The kind of home that is not warm because of central heating, but because you have to work just ...

Inside, deep, I am Bloody. Within the deepest part of me are Organs. Without them I will Die: Liver, to make me Live; Heart, to make me Love; Brain, to give me awareness of what I have, and What I am; Guts, for the wherewithal to seek Glory; Backbone, for the guts to Stay The Course; Bowels that I may feel compassion Therewith to give my heart Even to my Enemy; Spleen, that I may have weakness And learn to accept Pain…and P A I N One bladder, But two kidneys to fill it That I may learn Patien...

Who, Me? A Writer? Riiight! In the beginning, there were books. There were books of all kinds, but mostly those of the scifi/fantasy genre. These books were my friends. They kept me company and nurtured me, they helped me learn and grow. They protected me. I needed a lot of protection in the beginning; protection from mean children and the hurtful words a mother can say. Protection from my sisters, protection from myself. I was an only son, and I lived with four sisters and my mother. My fath...