“Long Trip.” “Yeah, I’m still sorting it out. I didn’t know whether I could even handle it, but I went…
by Bob Whelan July 2017 The sentiment of powder and laceTake me back to a tender placeWhere memories replaceA forgotten…
“Hey – Happy Birthday. 90 years ago, little Jean arrived at the Butler house in South Buffalo. You already know…
To all wives, children, descendants, and friends of Veterans. This story is my birthday gift to my WWII buddy Arnold…
I have titled this story “Dorntgehood” because I employ the concept of hood as a metaphor. That term, as well…
“Wow, Mother’s Day – time sure flies. I owe big time. Been over 2 months – sorry for the delay.…