Bernice and Garry: Requiem and Godspeed
Requiem Today, 20 months after her passing, I find this memory, above all others, to hold the essence of the woman I knew and loved. ...
"I believe writing is a precursor to thought,
not the other way around"
Garry L. Cox
The Bard of Appanoose
Requiem Today, 20 months after her passing, I find this memory, above all others, to hold the essence of the woman I knew and loved. ...
The Triad The electric arcs across the great Prongs of our Life-Triad are strong, brief and luminous. And so it is with memories. There...
Our final destination would be the city of Phoenix and the two-bedroom condo in a Dreamsicle colored condo complex called Anasazi. This...
Business First: A Trust Issue When I admitted to Bernice that I owed the Federal Government $10,000, she asked to take a look at my...
An obelisk can be any object that when touched by two people can become a portal to their future together. author unknown When Bernice...
February 17, 2012 marks the one year anniversary of the passing of my beloved Bernice. This post will begin with Bernice Remembered,...
Oh! How my love song gently cries For the tenderness within your eyes My love is a prelude that never dies A Prelude to a kiss Duke...
My original plan was to tell the Bernice and Garry story in simple linear fashion. The end of the story would coincide with my final...
It is easier to remember “the slings and arrows of outrageous fortune”, the tragedies, the down times. Happiness is generally something...
From Love’s Labor's Lost post: Then the pause you never want to hear. “I don’t know,” she says, “I’m going to be out of town for two...
Fall is fading, winter is coming on, and students are knuckling down in hopes of passing the GED test before Christmas. Margaret is...
It’s October now and what should have become a budding romance has become more like an old-fashioned barnstorming air show. The featured...
They say the days of the charismatic teacher are numbered. And while I never played the “sage on the stage” I was not above putting on a...
October 1st is Bernice’s birthday. It had long been the family’s intention to honor her wishes to have her ashes scattered from her...
My resentment of the Literacy Ladies began to wane fairly early in the game. Turns out, they only met twice a week for one hour sessions....
“Of all the gin joints in all the towns, in all the world, she walks into mine.” Humphrey Bogart as Rick in Casablanca On a cool...