Anyone who writes for others on a regular basis knows perfection is impossible. The writer sees what should be there, …

Clipped from spam this morning, I found this opening line for a story:

Dressing up as a medieval princess is all well and …

I was shaving in the mirror when that happened. Looking up, I saw my right eye move. It had looked off to the side …

There is much truth in the movie. The dialog, the attitudes, the laws, the houses and decors of the two sides of this story …

I was a terrible student.

I rarely did homework but somehow slid by with Cs and just barely advanced from grade to grade. …

On Saturdays, Dad would sometimes go to the hospital to see a couple of his patients. And sometimes he would take me along. …

East encompassed kindergarten through senior high school. The elementary, East Elementary School, had the right half of the …

The near-wealthy lived in Chickasaw Gardens just a few blocks from Picardy.

In Chickasaw Gardens, the roads curved and …

Some things change, some don’t.

Heavy snowfalls on Picardy Place where I grew up meant no school, sometimes for …