When Ten Dollars was twelve, he went to see the Prestidigitator for the first time. His mother put him in the front seat of a Dodge Dart with no seatbelts and put his little brother […]
The seventh update to my ongoing collection The Eyes Have It. Earlier entries include Eye Spy, Eye Always Feel Like, Eye Drank What?, Eye Wonder., and Eye’m Wishing.
The neighborhood dated from the previous century. There was hardly a curb. Deep green lawns sat nearly level with the street. There were no fences. Each yard blended into the next. The Arneson house was […]
Another installment of my recent yet ongoing fascination with eyes. The Eyes Have It Eye Spy Eye Always Feel Like
Painting by Vlada Mirkovic, “The Man who Lived His Dreams”
I was a college student in Oklahoma when the Murrah Federal building was bombed in the spring of 1994. (I was in organic chemistry lab, in the second basement of a very large building, and […]