I didn't want to blog about politics. In fact, when I began these "musings" and my novel last fall, it was precisely because of politics. And my worries for our country. I imagined a creative outlet; a needed heart-and-brain-break from news. Neither did I  imagine much of an intersection between my career and day job … Continue reading Worker safety, politics, the past

Yep, it's been a year. A year since I fractured four metatarsals running over home plate during the Old Fashioned Baseball game at West Linn's Willamette Park, pitching distance from the Willamette River. Silly me - I should have just avoided the base and merely rung the bell, which is all that really counts in … Continue reading July means baseball

There is something a bit mysterious about an unopened, gifted package. The idea for the novel I am working on (see: A note in a bottle) was made even more special by the surprise package I received in the mail that one day, so many decades ago now. The post-office delivered mailer I received the other … Continue reading Surprises in the mail