This just in. In metro St. Louis last night a woman gave birth to a boy in the bathroom of her second-floor apartment.

Holiday Parties Millie comes home bawling from another holiday party and Willie asks what’s the problem. Millie says her friends are cheese…

Inseparable they are, landing one after another on the ground under the bird feeder two mourning doves

Underneath the feeder black juncos write hieroglyphics in the snow. Two cardinals arrive In a flash of red. They add

Little Nora and Grandpa Bill sit on swings in Grandma’s garden. A hummingbird arrives to sample the brilliant flowers at this buff… Grandpa Bill sees a teaching mome…

Used to be after a snow our doorbell would ring and we’d find boys with shovels in hand looking to make some money.

We are to each other now many decades later what we were the day we got married, a couple at the kitchen table on

It’s time to stop the killing by order of the courts. Time to stop the injections

It’s pretty simple, really. The world will end whether we believe the Bible is a myth or truth. If the Bible is the truth,

How many times have I said I’m through teasing myself, through pretending I don’t enjoy the wreath of a woman

Old Tim writes poetry now in his heaven of retirement. He’s had nice jobs over the years but swears retirement is better.

You were gone when I got home at midnight from a double shift. Now you’re back,

Bill hates to go to parties but he loves to go to wakes. One of the advantages of being old, he says, is that there are fewer parties to go to but a lot more wakes. At parties he finds ...

If you’re a reprobate in recovery you have to be careful what you do… You’re no different than an alcoho… always in danger of falling again. At least an alcoholic has a diseas…