Escape from Cleveland

On my trips to the 1st floor at University Hospitals, I looked out at this stone sculpture. It danced even in pieces. From some angles it flew. From other angles it seemed to be falling apart. Like Cleveland. We didn’t really want to stay in Cleveland for Tom’s in-patient rehab of two to four weeks. I’m from Ohio, I … read more Escape from Cleveland

Guilty, guilty, guilty

The cop’s flashers come on as soon as I pass him, and he pulls out to follow me. Immediately my mind and heart are racing. Did he track me down for doing 85 mph on the Interstate Tuesday? Will he arrest me for not speaking up when the clerk at Ingles charged me for regular … read more Guilty, guilty, guilty