Awaken the possibilities … then unleash them. After 55 years of successful retail management, I have returned to my passion of writing. I write Poetry, Storytelling, and Short Stories. As a child, I grew up on front porch storytelling. I would sit and listen to my Dad and his brothers tell these great stories that were captivating, and I always wanted to hear more. I wanted to experience the things they talked about. I started writing at a young age and reading everything I could get my hands on. At twelve years old I started a storytelling group and several of my friends became writers or poets. At 16 I hopped box cars and worked the tobacco fields, orange groves, picked cotton, and spent many nights around a campfire listing to life stories. Someone once asked me why I wrote. It consumes an amazing amount of time and I assure you it is not going to make me rich. I write so that my children can touch and feel my words telling of the ones that came before us and the stories they told me. These are the chronicles of our family and even though they come from my childhood memories and are deeply rooted in a child’s remembrance at least they may feel what it was like in the time before them and cherish the things the elders left behind. I am a Columnist & Featured Contributor,
BIZCATALYST360 and I have The Writers Café, a group on LinkedIn that features Poets, Writers, Artists, Photographers, and Musicians . On Facebook I have two groups and one page; Dirt Road Storytelling, From Abandoned To Rescue Dogs And Cats, and About Life, Love And Living. As writers, it is true that we honestly do not know what we hold within us until we unleash it. When our words inspire others only then will inspiration return to the writer. I will spend my twilight years in search of the next story, the next poem, and the next image. I will take the time to enjoy my Wife, our Dogs, and Cats, and our amazing new home and I will always find the time to walk down a dirt road I truly hope is that I never have to read another book on Leadership, be on a conference call or see another plan o gram as these were the tool for what I did in life and not about who I am.
Many people never learn to walk a road alone. They have never learned to be comfortable with themselves. No, I will not feel sorry for you if I see you walking down that road alone. I will say there goes a man that knows life, knows himself, and is comfortable with who he is. I will say there is a man to be envied.
Ken, thank you for your kind words. I love the fact that you understand what I am saying. I like being alone yet I often get asked if I am all alright. The answer is yes
This resonates so deeply in its simple message. I know that I’m not lonely when I am alone. I’m connected to everything inside of me and all around me including spirit, memories, imagination, quiet, and a deep peacefulness. Thank you so much for this, my friend! Beautiful and eloquent.
This also reminds me of that saying that we are all walking each other home…
All walking each other home…. sounds nice
Well said, Larry! Love your expression.
Thank you my friend
So beautifully, poignant and evokes a sense of freedom.
Really like this. Short, sweet and to the point yet leaving one another way home
Thank you my brother in Ink
Every day we face a new road in our journey – where it leads is unknown nor who we will encounter – what matters is do we make the best of the adventure. Thanks for reminding us, Larry.
Thank you Len . I look forward to many new adventures
Larry, thank you for sharing your poignant story. Each day there is a new road that stretches out before us beckoning for travelers to read upon it.
Thank you Joel. I look forward to to finding new Dirt Roads