I Am A Rock

I Am A Rock

I AM A ROCK — a late-night musing I get the question often: “How do you handle being alone for twelve hours?” They’re asking, of course, about my work as a security guard contracted out to FPS (Federal Protective Services.) Well, let me tell...
Howling at the Wind, a Reflection

Howling at the Wind, a Reflection

Feeling nostalgic tonight, and my friend Nancy mentioned howling with a coyote yesterday, which puts me in mind of the time I ended up in the middle of a wild wolf pack across the road from where the River of No Return-Frank Church Wilderness of Central Idaho begins....