I don’t believe in thoughts and prayers. I don’t believe in tarot, Ouija or I Ching. I don’t believe in […]
I read the news today, oh boy. A crazed man killed 22 in El Paso and another killed nine in […]
I left the church two years ago. I thought I was just retiring but now I see I left it […]
My 10-year old twin granddaughters, their mother, Kate, and I were standing with my wife, Paula, waiting for awards to […]
So my 10-year-old granddaughter Angie is sitting beside me as we drive back to Shepherdstown from Boonsboro after returning her […]
Wyatt loves trains and bikes. He has a bike and knows to wear a helmet. And he always does. Once […]
My grandson Wyatt loves trains. When he sees or hears a train his body quivers. Once when he was two […]
So, I’m driving my 4-year-old grandson Wyatt home after an all day visit at our house. He’s strapped snugly in his car […]
June 2019 (2 years after retirement) Lately, I’ve been thinking about writing. About missing it, actually. For 40 years before […]
The three most popular nonprescription drugs are alcohol, tobacco, and marijuana. Each is harmful to the body and each creates social problems. Of the three, alcohol and tobacco are proven killers. Of those two, tobacco kills only its user (although secondhand smoke is no minor health hazard to others).
Tobacco does not fuel violence toward others.
Nor does pot.
Only alcohol does.
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