Eight Days to Amish

No Paychecks . . . No Prospects . . . Always How one writer struggles to elevate from the hammock, overcome his God-given laziness and earn a living in a cruel world that insists he work. (The title of this blog is in no way aspirational or should be considered an endorsement of the Amish lifestyle)

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Thursday, October 27, 2016

Church rules on cremation & what we did with Dad

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(630 words) Procedural Vatican news about the care and preservation of human cremains has me belatedly wondering if we did the old m...
Sunday, June 19, 2016

Why Father's Day always makes me blue (from '11)

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I’m not sure why Father’s Day always makes me blue. A writer’s website asked me to compose a short piece about Father’s Day. I know ...
Wednesday, June 8, 2016

I'm going to Game 5

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(785 words) Mental alarm bells went off last week when an eagle-eyed buddy texted me a simple question. He wanted to know my age. ...
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Thursday, July 9, 2015

I'll always be broke

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(720 words) I was enduring the monthly drudgery of squaring both mine and my poor mother’s bills when I realized I’ll never be rich....
Sunday, June 21, 2015

RRS: Why Father's Day always makes me blue

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You’d think after 11 years I’d be over missing my father. Not that I’ll ever stop missing him. I mean over by missing him in my bones e...
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I'm the Latrobe, Pa., based author of "The Last Baby Boomer: The Story of the Ultimate Ghoul Pool," "Use All The Crayons! The Colorful Guide to Simple Human Happiness," and popular books about two Latrobe neighbors (Fred Rogers & Arnold Palmer). I'll write for anybody who'll pay me. I am a PROSEtitute
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