The news broke on Tuesday. Like a bomb being dropped, accusations were made, events were described, evidence was disclosed. It was sudden, it was ugly and it was very public. The news was devastating, not only to the one who was the subject of these accusations, but to his family, and yes, to those of … Continue reading Words in Dirt
Driftwood
Not much happens on the West End of Galveston Island between September 2 and April 30th. Even after the tourists have all gone, the East Ender’s continue their make-shift hustle and bustle and try to maintain some semblance of business as usual during the off-season. Not so on the West End. Beaches, bars and streets … Continue reading Driftwood
Scene from a deck.
He sits alone on the deck of the old beach house looking out into the fading light and the evolving shades of blue, pink and orange painted by a setting sun. Across the highway, in the short distance, the waves of a calm gulf caress a sandy shore. He sees the waves, but their sound … Continue reading Scene from a deck.