Category: Author’s obit
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A Tribute to ‘Fireball’
To me, his best trait was envisioning extraordinary things in ordinary people. As irony would have it, he was too busy being the dad he never had to see it in himself.
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Kites and Flights on Dad’s Day
Billheitland.com Kite running 101 I don’t remember much about the shape or size of the kite; whether it was triangular, or box shaped, store bought or made from scratch. What I do remember is being instructed by Dad to place the kite several yards from where I planned my takeoff, give myself plenty of string,…
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Dream goes on a guilt trip?
Dream climbs into reality
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The art of writing: Want to dance?
This collection of short stories is getting five=star reviews on Amazon and Goodreads.
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Praying for peace on Ukrainian soil
By billheitland.com I’m reminded of a phrase used often during the winter holidays: Peace on Earth, good will toward mankind. Both peace and good will were stolen from Ukrainians in brutal fashion, forcing them into a war they never wanted. Instead of basking in the glow of bright lights, inhaling the aroma of freshly baked…
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Jogger finds poetry in early morning fog
billheitland.com Jogging along the perimeter of Creve Coeur Lake, I noticed how the early morning fog seemed to cling to the water. Or was it that the lake didn’t want to let go? Either way it pushed the gray out of a wintry day, suggesting companionship comes in various shapes and sizes, especially in a…
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Talent can’t live on dreams alone
billheitland.com There’s this notion that you can turn dreams into reality if you just put the talent you were born with to work. Take the plunge. Never give up on chasing your dreams, they say. Hah! That in itself is a dream. It takes opportunity. How else is talent going to grow? Someone has to…
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A bad keystroke can kill you
billheitland.com Message shrouded in mystery A sympathy card mailed from my doctor’s office left me wondering if I was the last to learn of a family tragedy. The familiar condolence, “sorry for your loss,” is only offered when a death occurs. But whose? And why didn’t anyone tell me? Investigation begins I called one of…
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Wondering about the American soul
billheitland.com A poignant memory A stranger’s kind gesture happened several decades ago, yet still remains vivid in my memory. I was heading back to my hometown of St. Louis for Thanksgiving after taking a sports writing job 100 miles south in Cape Girardeau, Mo. A much-needed homecoming Seeing family and friends after being separated from…
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Ban my books, please!
If you’re not holding a winning lottery ticket and have scant funds to promote your book, having it banned might be just as good as a Powerball winner.