Remember the spooky French Horn theme in Sergei Prokofiev’s Peter and the Wolf (Op. 67, a “symphonic tale for children”)? The sound of the wolf brought tears to my eyes and so of coursea few years later, I asked to play the horn. “Musician!”, the grown ups proclaimed, and so I was, finding myself lost … Continue reading Why I Am
day 8 Chuck
I admit it, still bitter about the baseball cut. The Minors were my way out and signs and coaches and sweethearts all liked my chances. I was small but had a damned hell lot of grit and fast, man oh man, I could run down those bases, throw far and catch with the sun in … Continue reading day 8 Chuck
Early Morning Poems 