A man was walking down the street as I pulled up to my house. I recognized him, but I don’t know his name. I’ve seen him for years hanging out on the corner of Seneca Street and Duerstein, but never talked to him in the few times I passed him on foot. Torn...
We must decide what is important to us and out children. We have to decide what world of belief we live in — the belief we are animals, biological machines, and that everything is about physical survival, or that we are PEOPLE, with emotional, psycholigcal, and...
I’m glad I live in Western New York. We live in a community where very few people go our of their way to not get along, and generally do not make crazy proclamations worthy of national attention and disdain. We are dominantly Christian, yet not dominantly...
{This was written for a newsletter of the local Sons of Confederate Veterans chapter, in part over concern for potential prejudices within such an organization.} One of the main purposes of the Sons of Confederate Veterans is to preserve and educate people about the...
{“The Chaplain’s Corner”, in the newsletter for the local Sons of Confederate Veterans.} We live in a time of televised war and constant bombardment of media reports of conflict in Iran, Afghanistan, and elsewhere. Like a soldier in the field, the...
{in response to the question, posted on my gang board on www.Hobowars.com} I am not my religion. Religion is something I choose to practice. It doesn’t even have to be something to believe or not believe in … let other people argue over that stuff and be...