Pop never had a chance
Short stories | Reflections | Poetry
Pop never had a chance
A tactical end run prevents a parental strategic attack
Dogs come into our lives to teach us about love, they depart to teach us about loss. ~ Anon
January 28, 1986 was a bitterly cold day in South Florida. The previous night a front had swept through, plunging temperatures below freezing and bringing
I was raised Lutheran and we attended a Lutheran Church in south Florida. Usually in December, the temps are in the 60s, but one year
Today is Pop’s birthday, he would have been 95. The picture is him, maybe 18, a pilot trainee. He always loved aviation, being untethered from