Little Johnny Speaks – HUMBLE HOWLS 1945-2020, 21, 22, 23, 24,… 25?

EXIT STAGE RIGHT

Please forgive me, an old man, as I slip into the lean and slipper’d pantaloon, with spectacles on my nose,

My wife is a 25 year veteran of leukemia and a bone marrow transplant, or, as we named that battle

I am a man who loves and reveres the diversity in my species and I am especially grateful for our

I am now racing against time. I don’t know how much longer I’ll be able to write. My memory and

LOOKING BACK: San Francisco, written in 1980?…. CHAPTER 1: THE TATOO ON MY HEART I was born right after the surrender

I moved forward onto my knees. It was cold and the wood cut into my flesh. “Let us pray,” the

 Shhhh I, shhhhhh……., I open I you, our heart, our love, I  who, I you, I shhhh….. I,  shhhhhh…..,

I’m driving north on Rt. 101 into San Francisco, somewhere between Rt 280 and Cesar Chavez with my sweet dog,

It’s an exquisite fall day here on Cape Cod. The trees across the tidal Swan River at the edge of