Time & Man

I lost a grandparent today and just needed to write something. Time is tempered by the lifespans of man. So many notches on the tree of life are we, and little else. Yet, when the next generation, and the ones after them, and them, seek out the truths of the past in word and memory, […]

Goodbye Grandad

I don’t have a good memory. I never have had. So why do I remember my Grandad’s final words with such clarity?  He was a proud man, my grandad. Even in the face of illness he never complained. Bronchitis had taken it’s toll on him, day by day, hour by hour, always a little worse. To […]