Author Archives: 31 Croft Road

Two fictional Baby Boomers sitting down at now open Café: Ed: So how you been?  Been awhile. Jack: Wonder why. Ed: Yeah, crazy.  Coffee? Jack: sure Ed: So, what do you think about Twins this year? Jack: Suppose they will … Continue reading →

The build up to the War Between the States, an American Civil War, geared forward the animosity of thought, ideas and agendas bludgeoned upon societal desires until shells replaced rhetoric.  Lives lost are estimated to be over 700,000 people, which … Continue reading →

    Close the door. my friend, close the door.   Drop the mantle round, lay your tired frame down.   Close the door, my friend, close the door.   Flow the blood, beat the heart, lift breath no more. … Continue reading →

Tis a fearful thing to love what death can touch.   A fearful thing to love, to hope, to dream, to be– to be, And oh, to lose. A thing for fools, this, And a holy thing, a holy thing … Continue reading →

Hey Buddy; The door closed last night.  50 years give or take a month or two.  It was a scream.  So many from grade school, Jr. Hi., High School.  More than 50 years combined for us.  50 gone from when … Continue reading →

I heard a crow.  not close not far.  the caw was short but mellow, floating in the grey. toxic dreams stirred and slept.  an old friend calling to awake the day. i heard a crow.  

                                     The Last Shot It was not long before morning light assuaged the murky blackness.  Three lay along a ditch line; small dark shapes scattered front. Whistling broke the dawn stillness.  The boys readied, squinting to capture sight.  ‘They’ had … Continue reading →

  A friend sent this.  Its rawness focused me.  Stripped away:  No Senior Pastor, children’s ministry, choir, adult studies, divorcecare, coffee/doughnuts, jamming music; No arms to crawl in with, sharing of tears, patterned days, striving, surviving…. Been there?  It is … Continue reading →

1.  The STORY 2.  The WEDDING 3.  The MUSIC The grey sludge slurped out from under the moving tires as the late spring snow integrated the winter grunge.  Emma was driving home from school, having had another exhausting day with … Continue reading →

There are days that simply swell a heart, bring a skin layered warmth.  Beyond expectations.  To have such a day visit refreshes as a first breath breaking water. Thankfully filling. Recitals are common place.  Happen everywhere, from youth to adult, … Continue reading →