The Shame of my Generation

I am ashamed of some of my friends. Let’s just say we are in the senior citizen range, from fifty-five and up. Way up. Some of them are in their eighties. They are making fun of youth marching in the streets for climate change. They are attacking Greta Thunberg, the Swedish teenager who started it… Continue reading The Shame of my Generation

Helicopters, the President, and Facebook

Four helicopters flew overhead. Big ones. Flying in formation. These were not Action News helicopters. This was different. I was walking my sister around the back yard of her board and care home. She had her walker going, the scrape of the legs against the concrete. Still, the noise of four helicopters drowned out everything… Continue reading Helicopters, the President, and Facebook