These things were lost to oblivion like so much about so many who are born and die without anyone ever taking the time to write it all down.

Once upon a time there was a boy who loved a girl, and her laughter was a question he wanted to spend his whole life answering.

Perhaps that is what it means to be a father- to teach your child to live without you. If so, no one was a greater father than I.

When I got up again, I'd shed the only part of me that had ever thought I'd find words for even the smallest bit of life.

Everyone has heard of the Ford cars. But have they all heard of Henry Ford, who started it all? Walt Disney World is in memory of the man who started it all, s…

In records that defy the tooth of time.

I wonder if I could have been here before as I drive up the Roman road the Theater seems familiar - perhaps I headed a legion up that same white road... I pass…