The Nichevo

Grandpappy's house sat at the crossing of two dirt roads that didn't go much of anywhere.

As my wife likes to tell me, "Marco, your norm is not the norm."

The mug was still in the cabinet.

"Life should not be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside in a cloud of smoke, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly proclaiming "Wow!

A few years ago, I received a text that caught me off guard: “…a very scary thought struck me… that moral people like u are getting extinct.”

A few years ago, I was driving to the southern part of the state from the home I lived in at the time in northern Ohio to do some consulting work.

Sometimes when you’re on the road, traveling for work, the world can be a lonely place.

A few years ago, I joined a friend who runs a small adventure company to climb Mount Kilimanjaro along with several of his clients.

One of my favorite essays of all time is Robert J.

A number of years ago, back when I was still in high school, my next-door neighbor’s daughter got married.