
“Befo’ Freedom Come”
It was cold. The pitch black night, normally full of nocturnal activity, was silent except for the ever present rain … Continue reading “Befo’ Freedom Come”
It was cold. The pitch black night, normally full of nocturnal activity, was silent except for the ever present rain … Continue reading “Befo’ Freedom Come”
It was a Sunday. The time of the week where most of the world pauses to escape the rigors of … Continue reading As I Lay Here…Dying
1866 – It was a dark night. The trees overhead barely allowed any light from the full moon to trickle … Continue reading Another Time and Place
She wrote with purpose. She was the link between that time and this and as a result felt the responsibility … Continue reading “Before My Memory Begins to Fail…”
It’s late in the day and I find myself walking around the narrow streets of the French Quarter. Looking up, … Continue reading Late Afternoon Stroll
Down in the bayous of Louisiana, you can see a dinosaur in the wild. About twenty five minutes or so … Continue reading A Visit to Neverland