I am home . . . sitting quietly, drinking my coffee and listening to the sounds outside my open window. Fall has descended and having just returned from a trip to see my family . . . I am content in my home. Travel brings discovery and stress in equal measure, a concoction of feelings… Read more

My tongue caught the errant drop of sake, warmed by my lips, a fiery brand in my chilled mouth. A contrasting note that was set alight by the initial sip. The server refilled the glass, his scent mingled with the sake’s perfume as I raised my glass again. In the background, preparations for the feast… Read more

Third Semester My second degree will be in Communications and will open vistas I have not ventured into. Writing has become a favored land of words and prose, although the next mountain is blogging. So I strap on my hiking boots and writer’s pack to conquer this new adventure. Why do this? For some background… Read more

Duke Ellington Old movies, whisky and quiet conversations. The film that we watched and the places I would find later in life fulfilled the images and atmosphere here in this feeling. The sadness that those times have gone by and will never be felt again. One last dance, one last whisky-laced kiss as all the… Read more

Train doors opened with a rattling that brought us to the station next to our destination. Weaving my way past the gate I awaited with a shiver, hoping Kif’s Australian meat pies could warm my whole body. Maybe the beer could . . . a waving hand heralded the arrival of my wandering cohorts, Pete… Read more

Rough gravel driveway and a grass-strewn parking lot herald an arrival at the “Best Mexican Food In Louisville” or so says dad. Wearing our Sunday best after church, mother corrals us towards the door that creaks open to show an ominously dark interior. The air breathes of spices, cigarette smoke and meat, but underneath I… Read more