Notes From Serendipity

I always wanted to spend more time with Cher.  Given the tumult of living, it was difficult to find the time.  For twenty years Cher had a hula troop composed of dancers across the United States who took an annual trip to Hawaii to perform for the poor and underprivileged, the women in prison, and … Read moreWorking Toward the Pearly Gates

    So, what was it in your life that was the great defining moment?  What gave you the greatest pleasure, after which there was the denoument?     To Be Continued.    

The bug would not leave.  And, Jim didn’t want to squash it leaving a stain on the old manuscript.  The archives in Honfleur, dated to the 13th century and accessible to researchers and dilettantes, was available for researching mysteries in the family tree . . .  but, not as long as there was a tiny, … Read moreHonfleur Pt. 2 – Jim Simmons

In theatre, there is a standard formula for a plot that goes like this . . introduction, complications, build to a climax, and denoument.  There might be a slight twist here or there, but, in general, all great theatre follows this formula.  You can make changes at your great peril, before you are ushered off-stage … Read moreNo Matter How Hard You Try

Driving along the mountains between Los Angeles and the high desert, on the road from Victorville to Palmdale, I looked at the snow covered peaks . . only, perhaps, five thousand feet high and wondered when I had last seen snow on these mountains.  Well, never. But, the mountains were green and full of life … Read moreTaking Aim at a 2017 Subaru Outback

Jim bounced in the seat of his 1984 Peugeot Cambriolet as he drove through the hills leading to Honfleur.  The convertible’s top, retracted to protect him from the disintigrating, narrow pavement on the back road, provided him with the opportunity to see the green foliage which covered the countryside. Perhaps, he might find some trace … Read moreThe Back Road Into Honfleur – Pt 1

There are only a few things that we all share with the rest of humanity . . birth and death.  The rest is somewhat of a crap-shoot and gives flavor to the cornucopia of life.  We, or at least I, can’t remember birth, so I will skip over that one.  But, for a majority of … Read moreI Thought At This Age I Would Be Wise

There is certainly a lot of complaining that Donald Trump is unfairly being accused of acting like a Mafia crime boss.  He is certainly acting like a crime boss, so the only question is . . . is it fair?   He has all the markings of a crime boss . . requires loyalty oaths, … Read moreRICO

I looked carefully at the stone.  It sparkled, and through the clear body of the diamond you could see a tiny black hole, a flaw.  It was an inheritance from Grandpa Nishimura. My mother said he was dapper and flashy as a young man in Honolulu.  Short by modern standards, at less than five feet, … Read moreGrandpa Nishimura

Below me, down three thousand feet, was Nevada.  I had taken my under powered 1973 Chevy Nova on a ski trip to Lake Tahoe.  I was looking for Heavenly Valley, and I saw a sign ‘Heavenly Valley South’, so I took the road.  That was thirty minutes ago.  I had been winding my way down … Read moreHoliday In Minden