It was well over a year ago, February 2014, that I met with Noah. He smiled but his eyes lacked the luster of excitement.I knew then that he wasn’t going
It’s not up until recently that I resumed my online prowling and interacting. Refreshing to see many avid readers greet me with a smile.“Geez, man! You’ve resurrected!” they say.“I haven’t,”
This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents either are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or
This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents either are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or
This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents either are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or
Why would anyone write about diving?It seems such a clumsy activity, restricting our motion on the surface, our peripheral vision underwater, and exposing our bodies to perils we would not