Short Stories
ARCHIE MEETS JACK AT HALLOWEEN
It was a dark and windy Halloween night, just about the time when curfew was cha...
PAUL & KRIS
“Hello, American This is Paul Harvey! Stand byyy for newwws!”
I loved to list...
TALES FROM THE GOLF COURSE
A bunch of golfers and hackers recently went on our annual pilgrimage to the San...
WHATS IN A (ROCK BAND) NAME?
As many of those who read my columns and short stories know, I’m a classic rock ...
ME AND MY BABY
Back in the sixties the country was turbulent. Viet Nam was wearing thin on folk...
GO YOUR OWN WAY
It’s been three years since my divorce from Kevin. After twenty-one years of mar...
HURRY UP AND WAIT
But he really had to go!
There I was, sitting in a dilapidated Detroit Michig...
CAN I HAVE A LICK
Having finished dinner with friends at a little Italian restaurant about twenty-...
“BEST” OF THE BEATLES FOR “PETE’S” SAKE
Nearly everyone has heard of the Beatles. In fact, it would be hard to find anyo...
OUR TRIP TO THE BRITISH ISLES (in case you remotely had any interest)
…all the Royal BS doesn’t impress me that much, a rant for another day.
The w...