I invented a holiday in the early 70’s. The first day started with a pretty girl and a walk in the sand along the Missouri near Vermillion. Rain clouds came up from Nebraska and broke over the water. There was a parade of rainbows, et cetera. We might have gotten lost. Here’s to getting lost.
Here’s to inventing your own per [...]
I’d walked in to the waiting room having looked at her name. I called for her and she stood.
Thayaparani is going to the Hindu Temple for Holi, the Festival of Colors, the Festival of Spring, this weekend. It is laughing, tickling, splashing and throwing colored paint on one another. What fun.
In some places it’s more inclusive. Not just for [...]
Cliff drove in. Got out. He handed me his recall papers. There was not a single advisor on the service drive. I told him someone would be right with him.
I noticed a teal decal on his rear window. It read: It whispers. So listen.
I asked him about it and he told me to check out the fine print. OvarianCancer.org.
The advisor Joe came out from [...]
The Pfister Hotel 3/3/15
Similar to the Artist-in-Residence program, The Pfister Hotel selects a writer a year to act as Narrator. That person spends time in the lobby chatting it up with guests, snaps a smiling face or two, and writes a couple blog posts a week.
Last year when I applied I got an email telling me I did not make the cut. Whoev [...]