The little boy looked to be about four or five years old and held tight to his mom’s hand with one hand and a worn Teddy Bear in the other. He held back a yawn, but kept his eyes fixed on the escalator. He seemed to be taking everything in. When he couldn’t stand the... Continue Reading →
Mister Rogers began each episode of his children's television series by changing into one of his trademark cardigan sweaters while singing the show's theme song, “Won't You Be My Neighbor?” As soon as you saw him, it didn't matter your age, you knew you were in a safe place. Who wouldn’t want to have Mister... Continue Reading →
As I wrote recently, I was taking the trash to the curb a few weeks ago and noticed a dark spot on the car. I went to take a closer look and saw a long horizontal streak. I grabbed a rag and tried to wipe away the black mark, but it wouldn’t wipe off. Someone... Continue Reading →
I listened to the baby robin chirp for its momma. I wasn't sure if it was one or two babies, but I could hear at least one baby cry out from the nest underneath my deck. In the first few days of a nestling’s life, the parent bird regurgitates partly digested food into each baby’s... Continue Reading →
Writing from the Heart with Brian 
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