Why Worry?

My friend John was a quadriplegic and permanent resident at King County Hospital. I met John in 1962 when I had a Seattle Times paper route in the hospital. He would buy both the morning and evening papers from me each day. I was 14 years old and brimming with adolescent angst. When John was 14 he often could be found on the Columbia River … Continue reading Why Worry? »

Resurrection from a Flatline

Never weather-beaten sail more willing bent to shore,  Never tired pilgrim’s limbs affected slumber more,  Than my wearied sprite now longs to fly out of my troubled breast: O come quickly, sweetest Lord, and take my soul to rest!  Ever blooming are the joys of heaven’s high Paradise, Cold age deafs not there our ears nor vapour dims our eyes: Glory there the sun outshines; … Continue reading Resurrection from a Flatline »

Zombies

I’m delighted to reprise a thought from Joe Nagy, one of my favorite writers. Joe, a former literature and writing professor, contributed this thought on zombies. Like me, I’m sure you’ll find it “strangely” interesting. Enjoy. At the start of this semester, I asked my literature students to attend one academic presentation by mid-term, and write a two-paragraph response, reflecting on what they learned. They … Continue reading Zombies »

The of Miracle of Showing Up

A while back I decided I couldn’t rightfully make sense of my life in any meaningful way other than as miraculous. Sure, on occasion, I’ve tried to convince myself I’m the primary author of my miracles, but when pressed to explain how, I can’t. There are just too many random happenings outside my control that can be only explained as miraculous. The common thread in … Continue reading The of Miracle of Showing Up »