by Richard The future keeps breaking through into the present, usually in ways we never thought it would. For instance, today I’m getting ready to take Sarcasmo on a trip to Idaho for a look at another bit of education. I’m coming back. He’s not. Hyper Lad is away at Camp Cheerio. The only one [...]Share on Facebook
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by Richard Okay, I don’t think I’d call me a hero or anything like that. Although I did save a life. Maybe something like Good Samaritan. Good Samaritan, who’s hem of his dirty robe you are not fit to even consider thinking about wondering if you should touch. Or maybe I’m getting grandiose again. I’ll tell [...]Share on Facebook
by Richard The hardest part has been when the phone doesn’t ring. A year ago today, on Feb. 26, in the early afternoon, my mom, Catherine Stedman Jones, stopped breathing, stopped fighting and died in the Harvest Hospice of her hometown of Gainesville, Florida. It’s something I’ve talked about before, but it still strikes me [...]Share on Facebook