Night Terrors

I woke from a nightmare. The deep feeling still lingered and it expressed that in that alternate state I had become a person not matching what she needed. No one was at fault but we weren’t working and a correction might be beyond our reach. I awaited an answer and I tried to deduce one from her face but just before she spoke a jolt awoke me and I was on my bed again. Confused I reached out and there she lays beautifully asleep. My kiddos too, the dogs and the moon is bright. 
The local time is 3:56 am.

Nation’s Son

The boy at the walkie-talkie called out for my kid today at camp. While I waited we got to talking. He looked not even one-and-twenty and I assumed he took the Camp job as a way to not pass the Summer at home. Then he told me about his current jobs and surprised me about his military times. I was floored to be sure. This young man had military and his plans for the future were bright and well thought out. As my son arrived and we headed towards the car I couldn’t help but thank him for his Service. I am sure his parents must be proud.

True Hugo

At Belvedere Junior High circa 1991 a bunch of boys and I would have clandestine meetings on the south eastern part of campus. There at about lunch time we’d partake in some shady business with a woman who came up Michigan Ave every school day to meet us. There, while the look outs kept watch you could buy a fully loaded Torta for a couple of bucks (50