The Roar

It seemed a bit like the middle of nowhere. On an early fall morning, Mike and I were walking along a dirt road in Crozier Canyon, surrounded by the beautiful scenery of the Hualapai Mountains. It was cold; colder than we had expected, and there was mist falling that...
Christmas Memories of Remembrance and Hope

Christmas Memories of Remembrance and Hope

Looking through photos of some childhood pictures from Christmas time brings on a strange, numb kind of… no, it’s the current state of how I feel – that the faces looking back at me are more like acquaintances than my intimate immediate family. People who I should...

Man-eater

“How would you rather die? By a shark, lion, or bear attack?” My younger brother asked me that question once while we were discussing some of our fears.“None of them!”😱“Come on, pick one – chicken.” His voice was cocky and teasing – it was a challenge.“Alright, give...