Scary Times for Men

Christine woke up from a nightmare in an Alaskan Best Western, before realizing she wasn’t dreaming. “This is a very scary time for young men in America,” the man in the t.v. blasted.   She hadn’t come far enough north. So she unplugged, strapped on her big red hiking boots (the better to kick with) and escapedContinue reading “Scary Times for Men”

I’M SORRY TO SAY THAT I DO REMEMBER

Fifty-six years ago when I was four. Yes, do the math, I am in my sixties. I am old enough to know better, or young enough to still have my faculties. At four was I old enough to know best? At fourteen was he only being a boy? “Just look into this tiger’s eye,” heContinue reading “I’M SORRY TO SAY THAT I DO REMEMBER”