Pop never had a chance
Short stories | Reflections | Poetry
Pop never had a chance
A tactical end run prevents a parental strategic attack
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