Every time I drive over the Whitman street bridge heading West, I struggle to resist staring at that strip of cement and metal that’s built into the river’s edge behind the museum. It’s arguably more attractive than the broken slabs of concrete and exposed tree roots in other areas along the Rock River. I have to wonder if there will be an increase in traffic accidents at the intersection of N. Main and Whitman in the future, as our citizens marvel at that $2 million stretch of sidewalk that goes absolutely nowhere. uncut version →
Do you ever get the feeling that every single thing in your life is just wrong and that you need something to change? Something needs to just break or explode or fail miserably so that you can release all that pent up frustration you’ve been carrying around because it isn’t working?
As I stood at my kitchen counter scooping hot cookies off of the baking sheets with a metal spatula, I felt for just a moment like all was right with my world. Then I thought about Newtown, CT. uncut version →
It’s really exciting to find out that something you considered boring from a distance turns out to be really awesome up close and personal. I can’t wait to write again -and that’s the best feeling any writer can have. uncut version →
Yes… our city needs some change pretty bad. Even if you think the electoral college nullifies your presidential vote (which I’ve heard more times than I can count) you STILL need to vote. Do it for Rockford. Do it for our children. uncut version →
The stars and their charts and references were among the first accomplishments of science -back when humans were still trying to establish and create a framework for the laws of science. uncut version →