Michael Rice Today marks the third anniversary of the Shock and Awe attack on Iraq. The results we know best are the deaths, to date, of over 2,300 U.S. soldiers, the maiming of tens of thousands more, and – though we are reluctant to admit it – the psychic maiming of hundreds of thousands of […]
The painters of our house were very diligent in painting every single thing, including a broken, battered, and flaked-up 60-year old screen door on the side of the garage. I attempted to buy a new door, and was elated to find a $20 screen door at Lowes. But got a kick in the face by […]
Michael Rice “Ella,†wrote my grandmother about her daughter, my aunt, in 1946, “attained a human greatness in the two years in Theresienstadt: she radiated an all-encompassing goodness, a true light – and was entirely unconscious of it. Ill and broken people built themselves up at her side, and she was always wherever things were […]
The first pre-prom gathering photo (this one of Debbie), but believe me, there are many, many more to come, and even some video thanks to Adam.
The first pre-prom gathering photo (this one of Debbie), but believe me, there are many, many more to come, and even some video thanks to Adam.
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Mike, Here are a few shots taken of the family Schmahl before, during and after KT’s party, graduation1 (Sunday, in the Comcast center) and the much smaller graduation cweremony (Monday, in the Student Union with the Language Dept). KT’s pink and blue cords represent the Phi Beta Kappa honor society. On Sunday, Senator Paul Sarbanes […]
Al looks like Woody Hayes in Hayes’ hay day. He’s big and his husky build speaks of muscle replaced by fat. His white hair is buzzed, Marine style, and when he talks he stares right at you. “You’ve got the right key, it’s the only one I have for the truck,†I said. “But you […]
Diane and Susan sent me Stonefield Farms in Stow to see the newly-blooming flower baskets hanging from the greenhouse ceilings. While I snapped away, I reminded the woman working the cash register of the rainbow photo I’d given them two years ago, and I told her how frequently I see rainbows. That evening, as if […]
No, no writing yet. But a poem which I would be interested to see people’s interpretations of. My senior-year English teacher had an interpretation of this one that he was pretty certain of, but reading it again a year-and-a-half later, I’m not able to tease the same meaning out of these sparse lines. My Papa’s […]
No, no writing yet. But a poem which I would be interested to see people’s interpretations of. My senior-year English teacher had an interpretation of this one that he was pretty certain of, but reading it again a year-and-a-half later, I’m not able to tease the same meaning out of these sparse lines. My Papa’s […]
Travis There are a number of reasons I find it easier to make quasi-anonymous snide comments on the Internet rather than contribute anything worthwhile; inexperience, not being a good writer, laziness and apathy are foremost amongst them. I met my friend Heather in Minnesota. She was on the cycling team with which I occasionally rode. […]