“On this summer day, I sit by my pond, watching wisps of clouds drifting across the sky and reflected on the water below — beautiful! Yet there are disturbances from within. I’m an old man now and must reckon with the cold calculus that there’s far less time ahead than there is behind.”  – From SAYONARA COWBOY, A MEMOIR.

 Join me for a reading and conversation during the forthcoming Sage Session at the Delaware Valley Arts Alliance in Narrowsburg, NY on Thursday, July 18 from 1:30-3:30 pm.

“Memory resides both inside and outside of us. Surely, we invoke it – memory is our guide, counselor, and interpreter. It can be the kindest mother, reminding us of our shared humanity, or it can come at us, an unwelcome guest, gate crasher, judge, betrayer. For some, it is the unrelenting pulse of the eternal grudge.”

“In memory’s twilight, we may feel less than who we hoped to be. I say, look again. There’s more to see than what meets your eye. Do I invoke memory, or does it call me? I gaze up at the cirrus clouds, forming, evaporating, and reforming as memory kidnaps me to elsewhere.”