The Barefoot Writer

To Love The Smell Of Sawdust In The Morning It all began innocently enough. A high school freshman could choose an elective, so “shop” sounded

Thanks to the Internet…Her Eager Lips Await For a guy once accustomed to communicating with snail mail, finding library books using Dewey Decimal cards, and

Do You Have Something That Brings You ‘The Luck of The Irish’? I certainly hope not. But then let me explain…… For us Irish, having

Congestive Heart Failure Was a Blessing in Disguise… Well, in a manner of speaking it was. In May of 2009, my brother rushed me to

Three years ago I was a washed-up academic. . . Sort of. Let’s just say I was tired, demoralized, and ready for a change. After