A Tale of Two

A leather strap with bells hangs on the front door knob, inside our house. My grandpa, a trusting soul, used the old thing on his unlocked door to his kitchen, calling them, “my alarm system”. When the dog needs to go outside to do his business, he rings them. The system works well. Our terrier…

Throwing Stones

I’m walking my terrier. The sun shines on us as we go along, whisking away the last of winter finally. Punxsutawney Phil slipped up this year. I gaze ahead, letting my white cane find the cracks in the roadside. A vehicle turns onto the street, but I’m too far away to recognize it. It stops. After…