Simple math would dictate it.

Blonde math would masticate it.

Loss of income would dictate it.

Higher taxes illustrate it.

No eye or dental underscores it.

Gynormous deductibles highlight it.

Sleeping late ignores it. 

Unemployment lines can't fake it.

Bread lines predate it.

History repeats it.… Read full post »

knife, gun, pills, balcony, suffocation, jump, run, stop, hit,

split second.

which way to run or not to run at all.

stop, start, hesitate, return to position, aim, shoot,

never stall.

have a nice meal, don't hold back,

pick any stranger to get in the… Read full post »

"Gramma!"  There was no pilot in the plane that crashed!"

Seeing, hearing and feeling the horror of this tragedy through the eyes of your grandchildren, is heart pounding, gut wrenching and the making of our most feared nightmares.

My four and a half year old grandson declared the above.  F… Read full post »

I could barely get to sleep last night.  I felt hyper vigilent over the eve of September 11th and surely, all the New Yorkers who layed wide awake during the night and wee hours of the morning of...

Finally, I turned off the TV in the early PST… Read full post »

Fulfillment is a very subjective term.   Not only a mouthful, it is a paradox of what ifs.  The mere thought of it is daunting to me, as it is a word that over-shadows everything in life that is supposed to be.  Or so I think, from time to random time.… Read full post »

You know when the bar tender's had a bad day when she walks behind the bar at the beginning of her shift and fixes herself two double shots, while staring at the customers in front of her, from one end to the other.

In this very moment, the piercing scan with… Read full post »

I was twelve years old.

My mom told me I was being allowed to go on a ten day camping trip with our neighbors, to a well known national park.

I was confused.  Why and how did this come up?  I had to go with them in three days?

They had… Read full post »

It was 1969.

9 hours to Greece.

My first time going to Athens.

It was my first working flight.

Fresh out of training.

Excited for the prospects.

Sat in the cockpit.

The views were intense and blue.

And then they turned white.

Everything so warm and… Read full post »