Tom

Let’s start with a prayer, then take prayer head on: Prayer - Lord God the Father, Son and Holy Spirit, as I sit by the warming fire this...

I picked it up To have a look Dusted off, What life it took Perhaps a miss Perhaps naught A story told A story bold. A lucky charm Ages...

The full moon Winter Solstice woke me sharply from a deep slumber at 4 AM this morning. Mesmerized by its magnificence, I grabbed my...

EPILOGUE Through my faith and travels and in my many roles as spouse, father and grandfather, faculty member, university administrator,...

Sample Memoirs Table of Contents: Who Am I? My Journey: Come Along With Me Victory Garden (Casual Gardening) Boom! Eddie Wotier The...

My Wrinkle in Time: My Memoirs . . . and a river runs thru! As I write, I am much older now. My pen is Tenkara, an ancient Japanese-easy...

Brooking the Chattooga from a photo by Brian I am writing my memoirs. It is a gathering of my life stories, by which you will come to...

Let us take pause from the hustle bustle of everyday life to sit down with family and friends in giving thanks. How I remember a time...

As by my window, I stood gazing, The heavens opened, The brightness blazing. So amazing, So dazing, Reminding me, Where my center be. The...

There is nothing, Nothing more musical, Than a Sunset. Where with a stroke of God’s brush, Heaven meets eternity, Peacefully beset, In a...

She lost her Gramma Sec. - Bummer! “We live but one life, Thru toil, love and strife, Goodness gone before us, Reunited in the next life,...

Fall’s in its splendor, Of colors on end, Winter sure’s coming, On Fall’s blustery Wind, Bears gittin’ sleepy, Putting on fat, Settling...

I once walked a dirt road, A road quite traveled there, From here to nowhere. Dirt? Yes, quite dusty, But with canopy of gold, Autumn...

Group photo 1909 in front of Clark University. Front row: Sigmund Freud, G. Stanley Hall, Carl Jung; back row: Abraham A. Brill, Ernest...

SHENANIGANS: It's true! I can't get this or other images of Lou outta my mind! I mean I see George C Scott in a movie - frig, I see Lou!...

The road before me bends, Twists and winds. It is the road least traveled by, And I’m somewhere nigh, on my adventure. Author’s Note: ...

The Poet Laureate of My Domain Poetry! Don’t rush thru it! Read with your heart, not your mind. Let your mind straggle behind that first...

Mirth, conversation, folly, laughter, loudness, music, humor, and song filled the living room air, when it was “family jam” night with...

Is it me Or not me? It’s plain to see It mimics me. Then sometimes It’s never there Am I still here? A thought I cannot bear The other...

Something draws me down this two track. It’s clearly a road least traveled. Who? What? Why? What’s there? I can’t resist. I must go. It...