Anne Frank Quote


One of my favorite quotes on nature and peace of mind is from the young Anne Frank. She says, “The best remedy for those who are afraid, lonely or unhappy, is to go outside, somewhere they can be quiet, alone with the heavens, nature and God. Because only then does one feel that all is as it should be.” After hiding in a concealed attic for two years as a young teen, she knew what she was talking about. And standing here today, in the fresh spring air, overlooking this leaf-lined lazy river, I feel like I too know what she was talking about.

Another quote she used was, “Paper is more patient than man.” I get that one, too.


–Photo by me

oops! (a true story)


into the iron

depths of hell

the mighty brute I rode

and so appeased

the metal beast

with yet another load


at four AM

I hardly felt

the many bumps and jolts

but nothing quite

will wake you like

a hundred thousand volts


my truck box hit

a power line

I should’ve stayed in bed

and had my boss

just send to me

the million bucks instead


man in cosmos

in the vast abyss of the cosmos

men and their endeavors

are as insignificant

as the dust from

which they




form bonds

and molecules

can form an entire

living universe unto itself

it’s all about our perspective

when jesus came to sturgis


when jesus came to sturgis on a harley

we knew that everything would turn out fine

and when it started raining on our party

jesus turned the water into wine


and then he grabbed a bible from his harley

and from it read how on the second day

that god made grass and saw that it was gnarly

so jesus used the page to roll a jay


he took a hit and washed it down with soda

and ’round and ’round we passed that blessed jay

and somewhere in the hills of south dakota

they’re passing that same joint around today

Alcohol Avenue


You suddenly find yourself barreling down Alcohol Avenue toward the hospital dead ahead. It’s all green lights, pedal-to-the-metal, full tilt. With other cars boxing you in, you can’t turn back, even if you want to, and you say to yourself, how did I get here again?

You remember driving down Sobriety Lane away from the hospital. You had crossed Denial Street and even Anxiety Way successfully and with great expectations. Then you suddenly hung a left on Just One Street, only to find it led right back to the noisy, teeming traffic of Alcohol Avenue, and here you are once again about to turn your pleasant afternoon cruise into an ambulance ride.