by markwestwriter | Nov 2, 2025 | Blog
Back to the Scene of the Crime.Back where it all began. Nine Years Ago. Well, not where it all began, but where it started to end. Back to the scene of the trip, the fall, the getting up again—repeat ad nauseam, ad infinitum. If Sisyphus had one leg and a drinking...
by markwestwriter | Jun 16, 2024 | Blog, Grace
My Dad didn’t talk much about his youth, but I know he was born in Yakima, Washington, and later moved to San Bernardino, California, with my Grandma Edith. I never had a grandfather on his side of the family, but my grandma had a couple of suitors whom my mom...
by markwestwriter | Nov 3, 2020 | Blog, Camino Blog, Uncategorized
FIRST IMPRESSIONS- Autism, Karl Rove, and the Lesbian Governor Changing first impressions is hard. It’s even harder when that impression is tied to something one has a strong emotional reaction to- Barack Obama is black and wasn’t born here, Ann Richards is a...
by markwestwriter | Sep 10, 2018 | friendship
What makes us becomes friends after being thrown together by the mad squalls and storms that life provides? What forces of nature cause us to remain friends? How do our friends affect the direction of our own lives? I met Cormac, a teacher from Ireland while walking...
