Two new crutches and two double shots of Bushmills Irish Whiskey enabled Joe Faherty to move from the back seat of Moira Murphy’s 1976 Buick into Eagan’s Funeral Home for Tim McGillicud...

After the Spring rain a dove on a Dogwood branch preens like a starlet

Every four years I vote and every four years for the last 40 years the same lady has signed me in

I take my wife to dinner at a fancy place for us to talk about money because stocks have a virus and we should move

I came back to You late and still don’t understand why the Father asked You to die for me and everyone else. I learned the Ten Commandments

Fred’s not a hunter but Animus is a beast he’d hunt down and kill and mount on his wall if he had a clear shot

I told my guest it’s just a poem doesn’t mean a thing a salad tossed with colors bright

A corner sentinel for 40 years, Charlie’s Diner is the only landmark in a neighborhood of blue-collar people who love their burgers thick

Jim met an old friend from college days long after both retired. They were classmates on the beautiful campus,

In the summer of 1956, any Saturday at midnight when the moon was full and the stars were bright, you would see Grandma Groth

Easter Brunch is a big deal in the metropolis where Fred lives… Restaurants run their ads Ash Wednesday through Good Frida… Years ago brunch began at 11

The longer I live the greater Mar… compared with those who have tried… The man had integrity, guts, ideas… It was heartbreaking in the Sixti… filled with hope for change in Ame…

Miss Goody Two-Shoes’ sweaters aren’t too tight, skirts aren’t too straight and heels aren’t too high. She’s a swan gliding