Monthly Archives: May 2016

I Know that you are not Perfect, Master Joe Fear not my human benefactor and friend, I know that You are not perfect by any means, but you are all I got! Remember that we set up this arrangement by … Continue reading →

  “Uh, oh! Sorry, Sandy. You can’t use that.” I looked aghast. “Why not?” I questioned. “It’s not an art quilt! How is it a quilt? Please try a different approach.” Last summer the “Design Group” to which I belong … Continue reading →

Did I ever mention my friend Gail?  Probably not.  That’s because I didn’t think I knew any of you well enough to let you in on,  Gail.  OK.  Gail is a boy’s name.  Gale is a girl’s name.  Enough said. Gail … Continue reading →

Warm Wishes and Cold Caps I am not good at remembering favors, firstly because a friend’s request for help is not asking for a favor. It must be done out of good will rather than being cajoled to do it … Continue reading →

My Red Wagon It is a sunny, smiley morning with a bright blue sky and wisps of baby white clouds playing with each other and having fun! It is lucky to have, in Brooklyn, a small park across the street, … Continue reading →

I remember the day well. The sunrise was just peeking above the horizon as I filled my mug with hot coffee, a touch of sugar and spritz of cream. Quietly I moved toward the front of the house hoping not … Continue reading →

In the long, cold, blustery, winters of Michigan’s Upper Peninsula ice hockey was all the rage.  Back in my early days the outdoor rinks were the training ground for the roughness and skating skill necessary to survive the worlds fastest sport.   … Continue reading →

Tomorrow is decision time. What kind of America do you envision? The last few decades we have witnessed the transformation of the social, financial, military, environmental, religious and governmental segments of our society. The long arm of the federal government … Continue reading →

Still Wondering… I sat at the picnic table wiping my fingers on a paper napkin when “W” slid onto the bench across from me. With a serious look on his face he said, “I want to thank you.” I studied … Continue reading →

I look for the ever present cinnamon buns as I enter this sacred space.  There they are, beautifully displayed and beckoning to me as I prepare to exercise my civic duty.  The sweet smell hangs over us as we walk … Continue reading →

The people who founded this great country of ours created a Constitution that enables you to choose your President every four years.  Tomorrow is that time again.  Your decision will affect the course of your life and importantly the lives … Continue reading →

VOTE FOR ME! This is my last speech before the election. It is a crucial time for our country because you have in your power to decide how your government will best represent you, in meeting your needs in the … Continue reading →

I was beginning to write a poem About the sunshine and the rain When I was cruelly interrupted by another heart felt pain.   The terrorists in Brussels Yes, the cowards have struck again They killed some innocent loved ones at the … Continue reading →

After graduating from high school and attending college for a year I became an uncle and father figure for my first, and at that time, only nephew.  Cancer had just struck its first fatal blow within the family.  The middle … Continue reading →

Soon after I arrived for my day shift assignment as a Michigan State Police Trooper at the New Baltimore Post,  I found myself up in the sky.  It was a beautiful Summer day and “Air Speed Timing” was scheduled for … Continue reading →

The Wedding by Linda Puffenberger   June 2004   I opened the wedding invitation without realizing a tear had slid down my cheek and my hands were trembling. Had it really been ten years, a decade, since Andy had been … Continue reading →

It was 4 AM.  Up like a shot and ready to go.  Car is full, gassed up.  Is it worth th 3 hour drive?  Yes!  The hours fly by as I imagine what’s to come. The mile markers continue their … Continue reading →

Young love – A true story of a happy time that still continues My world opened up in Brooklyn as the clock hands tottered towards the 1960’s. I was already a college student at 16½ after flying through high school … Continue reading →