Time moves in one direction, memory in another ~ William Gibson
Short stories | Reflections | Poetry
Time moves in one direction, memory in another ~ William Gibson
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
Going through old stuff in the garage, trying to organize…my never ending project…and found an orientation CD from Kristen’s years at NC State. It occurs
Last night, I went with the fam to see “Little Women.” As I watched the story unfold, I was struck by the similarity of the