I spent many of my years masquerading as a teacher. In truth, I was indulging myself by sharing writing that moved me and trying to pass my reverence for the written/spoken word on to my classes.

My father was a storyteller. Throughout life I listened to him tell stories to entertain anyone who would listen. From him I learned the rhythm of natural speech.

These pages are the result of much reading, lots of listening and eternally watching. I hope they speak to you about life matters and everyday joys and sorrows.