Met my old lover in the grocery storeThe snow was falling Christmas Eve Hughes gave up the book business in New York to move to Denver to become a teacher.  I became involved with Felice, whose family owned a condo in Vail.  And thus a reunion was held.  Last summer.  2005.  On a rainy day […]

A winter’s dayIn a deep and dark December "I Am A Rock"Simon & Garfunkel My sister told me it was seventy six degrees in Minneapolis today. Those are not the winters of my youth. I remember damp and rainy Novembers morphing into frosty Decembers, oftentimes dark and dreary, sometimes laden with dropping snowflakes, and every […]

I’m going to sleep well TONIGHT! That big storm you’ve been reading about, that fucked with Denver for the second time in a week, it didn’t hit Vail AT ALL!  Oh, we got a dusting overnight, but the only way you’d know is by looking at the few automobiles parked outside.  Dreams of powder snow?  […]

I did not grow up poor. Oh, don’t get the wrong idea, my father was a self-made man.  He had to go to night school, not being able to attend college during the day after his father died and left his estate to his first family.  My father had to support his mother.  He didn’t […]