The Neon Cross

  The kids are in bed, my wife is drifting off to sleep, the garbage is taken care of and the doors are locked. It’s time to go for a ride. My 2011 Chevy Silverado 1500 5.3 liter V8 with crew cab is my chariot. Seven thousand pounds of steel and black leather interior waitContinue reading “The Neon Cross”

The Carpenter’s Son

We were in Lowe’s for two hours today. Cedar or pressure treated?  One raised garden bed or two?  1x6x12 or 1x6x8? At one point, around forty-five minutes in, an employee came over to check on me as I stood there frowning slightly and staring up into the rafters, “Need any help?” “Hm? Oh, no manContinue reading “The Carpenter’s Son”

Faith, Fear and One Mother of a Tornado

“It’s the tornado siren take cover!” The huge crowd surges forward. They scatter over the wide flat land as I run for the line of trees ahead. There’s a small house or shed sitting there. I know it will offer little  protection, but what choice do I have? I get inside with three other people.Continue reading “Faith, Fear and One Mother of a Tornado”

God on the Uptown 1

The subway station at Columbus Circle is massive. It’s three levels deep, and spreads beneath 59th street like a giant ant colony. The 1, the A, the B, the C, and the D converge here, the halfway point between Brooklyn and the Bronx via Manhattan. Uptown, downtown, even crosstown commuters flood the station running forContinue reading “God on the Uptown 1”