by mike | Dec 16, 2024 | Aging, Death, Mystery Series, TV Shows, Uncategorized |
A memorable tagline: “One Black, one white, one blonde.” Michael Cole, the “White Guy” from the popular 1960s-70s crime drama, The Mod Squad, passed away last week at the age of 84. In death he joins co-stars Peggy Lipton (2019) and Clarence Williams III (2021). FROM...
by mike | Dec 5, 2024 | Aging, Books, Editing, Publishing, Read & Critique, Uncategorized, Writers' Conferences, Writing |
A really troublesome client did me a big favor. I first presented this post in 2021. To be honest, I had planned on working into my seventies—where I am now. As a writing coach, editor, and teacher I totally enjoyed what I did, especially when I saw so many of my...
by mike | Nov 11, 2024 | Aging, Humor, Life, Mysteries, Uncategorized |
Sounds like the title of a Sherlock Holmes story, doesn’t it? But this incident was real, and I happened to have a role in it, so let me tell the tale. JUST AN ORDINARY WALK… I still do a fair amount of walking, maybe not as much as I did in the past, but at least 2-3...
by mike | Nov 4, 2024 | Aging, Death, Life, Movies, Uncategorized |
We lost another gem last week. Comedic actress Teri Garr, 79, passed away from complications of multiple sclerosis, a disease she was first diagnosed with over two decades ago. I’m not going to present a biography of Ms. Garr’s life, or a detailed filmography. You’ve...
by mike | Oct 14, 2024 | Aging, Baseball, Death, Life, Uncategorized |
To be clear, 2024 has been the worst year of my (long) life. It had to be after losing Jacqueline, my wonderful bride, life partner, and passionate San Diego Padres fan, to insidious cancer in April. Among the million or so things that I loved about her was something...
by mike | Oct 3, 2024 | Aging, Baseball, Books, Fantasy, Ghosts, Magical realism, Movie Lines, Movies, Sports, Sports Movies, Uncategorized |
A real baseball game on the Field of Dreams? Yes, it really happened, back in 2021. “Three years ago at dusk on a spring evening, when the sky was a robin’s-egg blue and the wind as soft as a day-old chick, I was sitting on the veranda of my farm home in eastern Iowa...
