About Dad

in other words, words, Dad, Alex. he was so insecure about my male College associations. he was so way high above them as a husband and friend to me and Ian. as a Canadian he had the habits of an armchair intellectual. he had his flaws. But he had a few years on them. He … Continue reading About Dad →

A Story About a Pig

by a Professional Writer (which is not me) Who's the PIg? That was the question that was posed the day before Christmas. ( a while back.) by a certain young lady? My mother smiled. My father smiled first. I was perplexed. OF COURSE that would be me. three, four years later, as of yesterday morning, … Continue reading A Story About a Pig →

Berks County

When i was living in a small, rented house in Perris, California, after a second abortion of a baby with my husband, I longed to be churched. I did not feel called to the churches of Southern California. I longed for the people and places of Berks County, Pennsylvania, where i lived for 4 years … Continue reading Berks County →

Proactive Proliferation

It starts. The court case is closed. The rest of our lives finally begins. It comes down to the ectopic pregnancy. My mother went to the hospital on my fifth birthday, so it's easy to remember. She talked to my about it quite a bit and I do remember. She showed me the scar on … Continue reading Proactive Proliferation →

Obama 2008 to 2012

My life was about this. And I didn't get away until Trump gained power. OF COURSE I voted for Trump and sustained him. OF COURSE it was scary when, within moments of Obama's election, about 10 new black sitcoms were released and every black man on every news show smiled interestedly and unexpectedly. I had … Continue reading Obama 2008 to 2012 →

Set Apart

Yes, I have always been a bit "different." for so many reasons. I just did not go with the common thrall. I just lived in a world where nobody died. Then one time, when I was 16 or older--because we were living in the house in Summit--somebody finally did. "Smokey the Mustang," He was captured … Continue reading Set Apart →

The crux of the matter–photos

my sister at risk in the sand my sister out of the sand, safe in the arms of her big brother and sister recaptured Neither my brother nor I would have ever dreamed of hurting my sister. If she got hurt in some way when we were taking care of her it would NEVER have … Continue reading The crux of the matter–photos →

Fiction

Tablet containing alien drawings and other drawings done at Philhaven Hospital in Mt. Gretna, PA prior to June of last year (2022) and containing emails up until the present detailing this situation for movie rights is available for 5 million. Please contact me at lmurphymack5@gmail.com My policy of priding myself on doing everything all by … Continue reading Fiction →

Desolate

Flashback A one time close friend told me at a critical moment never to abandon a cause. At that time the one obvious cause for me was my pro-Life commitment which was extremely relative to my personal life. I was in a psych ward. I started calling myself "God's poster child for the Prol-Life Cause." … Continue reading Desolate →

bad on money matters

When I was about 12 one of my brother's "friends" broke into our house and stole a bunch of stuff. My father was in his bedroom sleeping, it was in the afternoon. He took my moneychanger--one of those clever contraptions that sorts coins. I had about 10 dollars worth of change in there. I felt … Continue reading bad on money matters →