Changing One

I remember walking the grassy fields of Auschwitz in the summer of 2002, trying to contemplate just how many millions of people had perished there. A million people is a hard concept to grasp. Million... Read More


Life is built on a sequence of events played out over time. I can’t buy my next guitar until I sell my present guitar. Which I just did. (Enjoy, Mark R.) I couldn’t write this post until I... Read More