I don’t know his name and never will. That candle is hard for me to label, and even harder to light. May his memory, tough though that is, be for a blessing.
Toehold
I have a friend. We’re not close, and that’s mostly on me. I’m a sporadic correspondent, and peripatetic: always doing something, usually unavailable, and I have kids. Our kids are grown but if you think that reduces the obligation, maybe you don’t have kids. My friend has an avocation. Now there’s a word that gets … [more]
Re-Gifting
It’s only mid-morning, and I’m already hopelessly behind on thanking wonderful friends for your birthday greetings. Whoever is reading this and smiling to themselves, I feel your heart and I truly appreciate you touching in. Thank you for being part of my life which, given my bumptious lack of judgment and planning, has already been … [more]
SHITBIRD
Your United States military is a many-splendored institution built on centuries of bright honor and revered tradition. If it’s also got its skeletons and missteps, you may want to kindly squint past that. Serving under arms is a harder path than most Americans want to walk and if you’re not one of them, then sit … [more]
Of Balancing Affliction Scales, and Numbering the Beast
A signal inclusion is the enumerated interrogation of discomfort: “What’s your pain number?”
Homecoming
Have you ever woken up, skin on skin in the afternoon, not from pain or a nightmare but slowly, gently, trusting the moment? The woman next to you is who put you to sleep, and you put her to sleep, and she’s wound around you and into you so ideally that everything is comfort and … [more]







"Jack Lewis takes the overall literary crown with his new book...there’s a lot more to Lewis’s work than what it feels like to ride motorcycles.” — Ultimate Motorcycling
"Insightful and from the heart ... a driven and much recommended look into the mind and conflict of the next generation of war veterans. " — Midwest Book Review (Reviewer's Choice)