I Google my name and come up with yours--the exact reverse. I think what if we went to school together, what confusion there’d be at roll call. Ellen, Wade. Wade, Ellen. But you’re older, a ‘51 baby, a country boy from Rocky Mount, North Carolina. And you’re dead, killed in action in 1972, when the chopper you’re co-piloting on a rescue mission is hit by enemy fire and crashes into a small island on the Dak Poko … [Read more...]
Archives for August 2013
Lost in space: un-Googled
I Google myself every day just to see if there is anything new. I Google Solace in So Many Words too. Think of me what you will. Imagine my surprise when this website did not show up on Google. All the other pages were there--the Goodreads' links to this blog, my poems. The only way I could get this site to come up was to actually type it in. The first day I didn't mind that much. By the third day, I was affected. I started looking into whether this site had been … [Read more...]
Thomas G. Fiffer: Rubicons
Rubicons On my way to work each day, I cross four rivers. Driving to the train station, I slide over the Saugatuck, then follow its course for a mile and a half, observing its marshy banks lined with houses and studded with private docks. Once on the train, I navigate the Norwalk with its bridge that splits and rises for high-masted ships, the Byram in Greenwich, whose mouth was once a bustling commercial center, and finally the East as the train barrels from the Bronx … [Read more...]
Glimpse of Solace: Buzz
Slice of Solace: Thomas G. Fiffer
“At signal points in our lives we find we must cross rivers where bridges do not exist yet, where the shortest, safest crossing point is anything but obvious, where our course is uncharted, where the nature of the other side is unknown, and where we know there is no going back.” Thomas G. Fiffer from “Rubicons” … [Read more...]