i can let go – may 16, 2010
It was so right, it was so wrong Almost at the same time The pain and ache a heart can take No one really knows When the memories cling and keep you there Till [...]
my father’s house – january 17, 2010
In my voice, in my smile In the eyes of my eldest child You appear everywhere in my life In a dream, I have now Standing still in my father's house And I try [...]
sometimes, be like water – october 10, 2009
I’m not sure why I’m so drawn to water. Perhaps it is from swimming so much as a child or maybe there really is some sort of cosmic connection to a past life; I [...]
commencement – january 1, 2009
Bayside Middle School made a big deal out of Eighth Grade Graduation. I remember my dad had just gotten a new car; a very light yellow four-door sedan with tan leather interior. Although he [...]
learning to swing – october 3, 2008
I have few clear recollections of my early years. But one day I recently remembered with remarkable clarity is the day I learned to swing by myself. I must have been around four years [...]
perfect pitch – july 17, 2008
One of my musician friends has perfect pitch. I met him on the American Idol tour two years ago and talked to him about it. Perfect pitch is the ability to identify a pitch [...]