Dinner with Bill
It was early but at that time of year the sun was already setting, the air crisp and chilly, and the wind had picked up. Famished and not relishing eating solo at home,… Read More
He’s obviously at worst, homeless and at best, down-on-luck, dressed in layers and relatively clean, peddling “The Real Change News” on a February morning in Seattle that’s as damp as a rag waiting… Read More
From a block away I squinted and wondered aloud, “What the hell is that?” It had a long, thin neck, small almond shaped head, and snow-white fur; was it the smallest dog I’ve… Read More
28 degrees at 22:30 and she came from one block south, slowly, waddling due to the excess weight she carried. 5 nights out of 7 it played out this way. She passed, her… Read More