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24 Minutes Plus Six For Commercials

I don’t wonder so much now how I grew up thinking that life was going to be for me as it was for Steve McGarret (played by Jack Lord, actually born John Joseph Patrick Ryan–that’s three cool names) on Hawaii … Continue reading

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Today someone who knows me well sent me an email. I was going to say she outlined my faults and sins, but that would be kind. She delved in to the shame as only someone who has been there herself … Continue reading

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I Saw This (for Phil)

He’s 5, Chuck Taylor’s on his feet, before they were hip, when they were still just white shoes on a white boy, walking through the hood. He is kicking the can when that was still the name for ‘tag’. He … Continue reading

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Boing!

Do photographs convey the truth? Photojournalism schools have whole courses that make up answers to this question. It is important for journalists who are writing to tell the truth, I think we would agree. It is impossible, “true”, but striving … Continue reading

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What You Know and What You Don’t

I am studying for my recertification exam in surgery, which comes around every ten years. The more I review everything (and I mean everything), the less I know. My knowledge base falls off pretty quickly once I get out of … Continue reading

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Drought

I drove through the emptiness that is the endlessness of South Texas: see forever and nothing at the same time, as the joke goes. Having grown up here, I have earned the right to say it as I see it, … Continue reading

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Burlingame

No matter how important I make up my job is, there is always the number cruncher who reduces it to the cold and lowest terms of dollars and hours and widgets and grubbing and the taste in my mouth is … Continue reading

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Percocet

The warm blanket of oblivion leaves me craving, even in its best moment. I still want a little more, a little less, something to make it just perfect and unending. As soon as I realize this is happening, I am … Continue reading

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Jellyfish Four Ways

Your hair fell like Grace Kelly’s, a perfect swish off the shoulder, in my mind. In the ocean the jellyfish swayed sexy-like. At the same time I knew I saw beauty in a way that fed me and I felt … Continue reading

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Rising Tide

The creative process in me craves edges to grind on.  This ain’t it.  I face west out to sea, beyond this country, to sea,  to the pacified calm, but my camera is facing back in, eastward, looking for some action. … Continue reading

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