Category Archives: nostalgia

I was sitting on a park bench today watching the world go by, I had gone there to let my mind air out for a little while.  I needed a break from the rush of daily life of job, kids … Continue reading →

Soft conversations flow around the room as stately old gentlemen begin to gather.  Some enter using a cane to aid with their steps; others arrive with the help of another. All appear to have something in common. This night is … Continue reading →

Pushing the door open on squeaky old hinges, I enter the dark stale room.  I look around at the beautiful hardwood floor now covered with years of undisturbed dust.  A small shaft of golden sunlight pushes its way through the … Continue reading →