Lost at Sea

I make no excuses for this. It’s me. Always has been. There are times when the bits and pieces of useless information stay with me for eternity, while more important knowledge flies into the Bermuda Triangle five minutes after it’s been assimilated. I chuckled to myself last week when one of my employees former employees called to ask directions in forwarding phone calls. Her extremely detailed directions were not working. Ummm… *thinking, thinking, thinking* Nope, this tidbit from a pastRead more

Forty-Two Years

The year of 1976, May. Young, naive, impressionable, eighteen years of age, ears glistening with dew.   She prepares, cinching the fabric belt of a washed-out, blue shirtdress with vertical white buttons.   Her hair dark, it glistens purple in the sun as she hesitates toward the door that leads to a career.   The resume is thin… field work, picking strawberries, factory work, packing cheese, one year with an attorney.   The one sits behind a desk. He feelsRead more