It began as a normal day of exploring on our bicycles. Little did we know that it would turn into a bloody terror.
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Archive for ‘Memoir’
Atchison’s Good Ol’ Days
I wrote an essay titled “Atchison, Kurashiki, and the Moody Blues” (Moody Blues as in missing my Grandma Moody, not the prog rock band…although they rock!). It was published in the Atchison Daily Globe on January 5, 1999. I even found it in the on-line archives of the newspaper! In memory of my Grandma Moody, I now share it with all of you. And how I truly wish the last paragraph was still possible today. I miss you Grandma.
Stranger Creek and the Big Yellow School Bus
My family moved to a farm in Northeast Kansas when I was in the 2nd grade. That meant a new school and a new mode of transportation to get to school: a big yellow school bus.
Mama’s Christmas Tree
Tis the day before Christmas here in Japan. As I looked out at our snow covered lawn, a Spirit of Christmas Past took me on a trip to my family’s first Christmas on our farm. I wrote this account a couple of years ago, but I have made some recent revisions. Merry Christmas!
Let It Snow, Let It Snow!
It has started snowing in Misawa. Yesterday, around eleven in the morning, the snow slowly began to fall. One flake. […]
A Thanksgiving Yearning
As I sat soaking in a foot onsen (foot bath) in a beautifully serene setting in Misawa, my friends and […]
A Close Encounter of the KISS Kind
I meet rock guitar legend Ace Frehley!
