They even voted on Thursday to kick me out of my church.

I sat on the stool next to a woman who had just chugged down some kind of hard alcohol drink and immediately ordered a second.

She visits the ocean alone. As far as I can see, no other human being is on the beach. …Just the gulls.

I cannot explain why, but The Creator led me to a renovated train station, seventeen miles from home; it’s now a house of prostitution.

My home County of Prince William, Virginia has been in the forefront of national and regional attention due to illegal immigrant issues.

I found out today that a business friend and general manager of several hotels went to one of his managed hotels and hanged himself in the basement.

Seems I said, “I needed to tell you the whole truth.” That was a mistake.

I didn’t dare go to the refrigerator for another beer or surely anniversary number forty-one would be in jeopardy.

His eyes and mine move to a newly constructed, six foot high triangle of empty beer cans, standing in front of his window.

Today, I must admit that I was never impressed as a father could have been. I knew all along that he would be highly successful.

He even whispered to her and she looked up into his eyes. They had their own communication.

I actually like dogs, cats, or anything else that belongs to another person.

She would motion wildly with her hands in the air and talk even faster in Polish than she normally did. I didn’t have a clue what she said.

I hope they don’t come back next winter.

Spent all day just the two of us. You taught me one of the great mysteries of life. I could spend an entire day with a female – and like it.

At times we die mentally underneath the weight. Occasionally, we die physically.

“Can there possibly be a better way to return home to The Creator.”

I chose the shiny and bright and found myself on this earth with all my tests and trials.

I provided a short response: “It gives me a license to lie.”

I need to put this pen and punctuation book down, and go get a beer.

You seem close and present to me during this meditation. I feel our hands joined together, my guardian angel and me holding on, and walking across a bridge that is carrying us to a new destination and adventure.

Love is not a 50/50 proposition. 100% is required of both sides.

I always know when I confront The Creator, I need to shut up, listen, and open my mind.

Can a man who has been married to the same wonderful woman for fifty years say “I love you” to second woman and mean it.

I awoke, and in my hand, lying across my heart, was one long stemmed red rose.

He tells her to leave. “It’s over.” She won’t leave.

Until, The Devine Creator, arranged for me to meet an angel. I should say, “Insisted, I meet this angel.”

A high school friend appeared and lingered awhile.

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Short Story Excerpt

Eventually, He reminded me that the beautiful setting sun we were enjoying was only an illusion. My brain didn’t have a clue about what He was telling me.

I changed the subject to fish and fishing. “I haven’t seen a fish all day.”
“Neither have I.”

Then He admitted, “When I walked the earth as my Son, I never caught a fish either. Even though I was around fisherman for three years. I enjoyed my friends’ company, the wine, and nature that surrounded the Sea of Galilee.”

He stood up, reeled in his line with no bait on the hook, and folded his chair. “I need to go now. Thanks for the Iron City Light.”