To Mutti: We Are Born Amazed


My Mom, Ingeborg Maria Hinderschiedt:  June 18, 1929 – December 7, 2013 Please say it now-click the underlined link >  Love or condolences- in the “Reply” section below 🙂 Some of the great songs she loved- = = = = = =   = Ingeborg Maria Hinderschiedt (Aprile)  1929-2013 Eulogy: Ingeborg Hinderschiedt Professor Emerita of…

We Are Born Amazed


We are not born alone … We are born amazed. A completely pristine white page of talent waiting to be uncreased and unfurled  to the end of all that we can see that is that history of ours, yet to be heralded, yet to be written and a  grand suggestion of a future history that…

To My Father: Max Aprile


We are not born alone … We are born amazed. A completely pristine white page of talent waiting to be uncreased and unfurled  to the end of all that we can see that is that history of ours, yet to be heralded, yet to be written and a  grand suggestion of a future history that…

And So… Comes Elroy


So a visit to CraigsList, renders a picture of a puppy that leads to a phone call, and then a visit, and then a new member to the posse.  His name was Tex- but he kinda seemed more like an “ELROY” for our family.  He belches, grunts and pants as he sleeps behind me while…

Check Mate


A separation from something you promised yourself as a child- would stand forever- you would stand forever- Us was “US” against all odds was us.

Trees Without Bark


In Autumn- leaves fail … They drift away They fall and break And whisper ourselves apart- And become the grains of Winter- The assumption that gray is not a color becomes a narcotic slumber that forgives the advice from a younger heart- And urges forward- and onward- and hints that once upon a time- we…

The Last Cherry To Drop


To the key board witness… I was struck by lightening that basically left my body at the door as I entertained a new reality in my life named Kashmir. A smile with sun glasses and flirty hair was my future to be. A sassy walk, leggy confidence, and passion for honesty and truth was the…

Running like there was no Tomorrow…


She is always on “Alert”, post stroke or not- she just remembers to defend the family and her brood. Our newest rat dog follows and watches her like a hawk. Inconsistent for rats- but truly explainable for love. A sad sad street that is waiting to be walked on…