Sandy's Scribbles, Poetry and Prose

      Harley Wilkens had never owned a pig before. In fact, he never owned any pet. This was a continuous argument with his mother. He was just a high school teen who was getting ready for college, and he wanted to become a veterinarian. If he had a pig, he could study its behaviors, learn about the body parts and what noises it makes when hungry, mad or curious.                Tommy Flanders was Harley’s best friend since first grade. They did everything together. Tommy was trying to decide what to do with his pig – Bessie, while he was off at college. Harley thought and thought of how to help his friend out.                “I know” Harley stated, with a big grin on his face, “I will take the pig off your hands”                “You are crazy” Tommy said, trying not...

As I mentioned in my last post, I met an author on the plane coming home from Washington D.C. to St. Louis. Her name is Susan Meissner and not only was she a delight to talk to, but I am truly enjoying her books. I have read 5 since we met last September. My second business trip was to Palo Alto, California for a week long training. Although the training was great, I did appreciate the opportunity to have some downtime to read on the flight to and from California to St. Louis. My trip was March 2nd to March 7th and although COVID-19 was just starting to spread in the U.S., there were not any restrictions of self-isolation or sheltering in place. However, once I returned home and to work, Northern California - Bay area, was on the list. So I have been working from home since. The reason for me setting the stage for this story, is that I found it coincidence, fate, ironic, what have you, that the book I chose was "As Bright As Heaven". Why am I feeling this way? It is bec...