• The Grand View

    Every parent and grandparent knows the feeling. We love without limits, care to infinity, and live with patience. We teach, and we learn. And they grow. The stages are predicted, then they arrive, and then they are behind us. And the love is always there, but if we are sane about it, it is overshadowed…

  • Note to my Dad

    Not sure when I wrote this to Dad, but it was likely after 2013 and certainly before his passing in 2016. It was one Christmas. Was heart felt and I am glad I kept it. It is funny, but my father and I never hugged a single time until I was 21 (in 1973) and…

  • Wisdom from a 16 Year Old

    Was going through a few old documents and found this poem I wrote sometime in 1968. Thought it an interesting view, from then looking forward, and from now looking back. If I were a poetand I had a penI’d explain to all what life is. I’d tell them ’bout lifeand its ups and downsAnd the…

  • Please Fly to Me

    I wrote this song in 2016. It’s a personal story about how I met Kim and how we grew our lives together. I hope you enjoy it. As a personal note, I wrote both the lyrics and the music, but I could never get through recording it myself. It was simply too emotional, too close…

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    On Tribalism

    We speak of tribalism. It is often emphasized as a defining feature of modern times, perhaps more so than in the past. We perceive a divisiveness today, amplified by nearly constant, total connection through social media. As sources of communication increase, sources that once held relative exclusivity now compete with a million points of light,…

  • RV Adventure 2025

    RV Adventure 2025 – From Florida to the Rockies and Beyond We just completed our 2025 cross-country RV journey—an 80-day adventure that took us from our home in Florida across 21 states. Along the way, we explored scenic byways, small towns, historic sites, and natural wonders, all while documenting the trip in videos. Our route…

  • The Root of Hatred

    How is “Hate” Generated? I recently made this meme — back in the day, they were called political cartoons, but I think it’s the same thing. They’re meant to speak for themselves, and that’s the goal. We should remember that hatred often starts with faceless people, whispering things we can barely hear.