A New Lease on Life

My Holly Golightly - she's a Coton de Tulear

Although we had just listed our house on the market last week, it sold in six days.  And for $51,000 more than the list price! The closing date is April 14th, and I had not found a place to live for Holly and me. I will be renting a place to live – for the… Continue reading A New Lease on Life

A Last Goodbye

In February 2018, I wrote my Chasing a Dream story. In the story, I announced that I was separated from my wife Annette, after over forty years of being together. I do not like writing about very personal issues, especially because Annette is a very private person. However, we decided to stay in the home… Continue reading A Last Goodbye

A Beaver Tale

Growing up in the ‘50s and ‘60s was a difficult period for me, but not because I grew up in Canada – the land of the Beaver. I have always loved being Canadian, but not always in love with living here. There were many times, as a teenager, I wished that I lived in the… Continue reading A Beaver Tale

Empty Sidewalks on Tobacco Road

Home where Danny was born and raised

This is a continuation of a previously published story that I wrote in 2012.  Please read The Summer of ’66 before reading this story; otherwise, it won’t make much sense.  Thanks! ~ Hugs, Danny The road to Tobacco Road had sidewalks, but there were none on Vittoria Road – or at least, none on the… Continue reading Empty Sidewalks on Tobacco Road

A Nude Wreck on Wreck Beach

August 10, 2020 at Wreck Beach

August 10, 2020 I hope you aren’t offended by my photo. I spent the day, sunbathing in the nude for the first time in my life at the world-famous Wreck Beach in Vancouver, BC. But I wasn’t alone – there were several hundred sun worshippers of all ages, scattered along the 7.8 km beach. I’m… Continue reading A Nude Wreck on Wreck Beach

The Last Word

Danny 1967-68

Last month, I decided not to renew my website, when it expires at the end of June.  So, I began to create a list of my 200+ published stories to share with you, in case there were any that you may not have read. However, I received a lot of emails and comments – asking… Continue reading The Last Word

Musical Fruit

Home where Danny was born and raised

Beans, beans, the musical fruit, the more you eat, the more you toot, the more you toot, the better you feel, so, eat your beans at every meal!  That was a poem that every kid learned as a rite of passage.  Actually, I’m referring to boys, not girls. Passing gas, passing wind, and tooting are… Continue reading Musical Fruit

Hidden In A Pocket

Have you ever put on a sweater, coat, or pair of pants that you hadn’t worn in a long time and found a twenty-dollar bill in the pocket? Or have you been thinking of someone you hadn’t seen in ages, and then suddenly, your phone rings and that person is on the line? ******* I… Continue reading Hidden In A Pocket

The Lemons-to-Lemonade Sagas

Danny (Sept 1967)

The first of the lemons-to-lemonade sagas is about comedian Dave Chappelle. He used to have a popular television show, but he quit it in 2006 and wandered in the standup wilderness for about fourteen years. Some of his critics rejoiced at his absence from the world of television comedy but not his fans. We patiently… Continue reading The Lemons-to-Lemonade Sagas

A Father’s Day

Little Danny (1952)

One of the first things asked after meeting someone for the first time, is “Do you have any children?”.  I used to answer by saying that I have a daughter.  But in the past few years, I usually respond by saying, ‘no’ because  I find it too difficult to talk about her with strangers.  Previously,… Continue reading A Father’s Day