Happy Thanksgiving!

Thanksgiving is a time for family, feasting, and the airing of memories. I know my family when they get together always wants to share stories and memories of a time gone by. If you wait long enough there will always be the embarrassing stories that they just love to share about t the other members but not really wanting to…

Words Have Power, They Are Magic, Epilogue

Richard Bittner, Jr sat at his desk in his office on the 20th floor of the Bittner Building.  He had come from the funeral earlier that day and although his wife wanted him to come home, he came to the office instead. He wanted to be alone and he had encountered no one but Steve the guard, who grunted at…

Words Have Power, They Are Magic pt 20

Life for me came down to sitting on the park bench during the day, rain, shine, cold, hot, it did not matter. My bench was my place. I was their every day, all day.  It became my palace, my refuge.  There I could sit and look out on the world, well a little slice of that world.  A nice slice…

Words Have Power, They are Magic pt 19

William, as he introduced himself or Wet Willy as the rest of the park residents called him, was gone in the morning. I had not moved from the bench. Not sure if I slept but it seemed as if I did not nor did it matter. I had watched the bums come out starting their fires after the regular citizens…