snapshotsandmemories

  It's between that time when the sun is halfway up and but the sky is still dark that I rouse both the dogs and lead them to the back d...

  She wasn't anything special – just one of a thousand stray kittens born on the downtown streets, seeking shelter in doorways and scrou...

  “ Embolism. I am numb. Maria is gone.” I read the post from my friend, Greg, several times but couldn't comprehend it. I had see...

  “ So,” my young and undeniably attractive doctor says to me with a smile, “They tell me you can't hear in stereo. Let's see if we...

  He was unsteady on his feet, slurring his words, bleary eyed, two hours late and not able to manage fitting his house key into the lock. ...

  My friend, Russell – musician, attorney, and all around decent guy – died yesterday morning after a month long siege of COPD. He touched...

  Truth to tell, he was a thoroughly rotten dog. Stubborn, loud, obnoxious, hard headed, disobedient, willful and feisty. He knew every po...