head, heart

I spent a little time last week in the village where I was a teen, Vicksburg.  The occasion was the awards ceremony for the Southwest Michigan Tournament of Writers.  I’d received dispensation the year before from the director to enter, even though I was not a local.  The stipulation was that I confine my writings to Vicksburg.  I did,Continue reading “head, heart”

Musings I.

My first book of compiled blogs from the pandemic years – there would eventually be 5, all titled Musing through a pandemic – contained my writings on coronavirus, whom I’d personalized as “Mr. Corona” (1). Looking back, it’s not a bad historical record. I got to wear my microbiologist/virologist’s hat as well as my doctor’s white coat. Plus,Continue reading “Musings I.”