Some Thoughts on a Sunday Morning !


In life we al have our little pleasures, our little likes and dislikes. We all have things that make us smile, or make us cry, make us laugh or make us sigh. Some of us, live on sports, some on music, some on books, or something that we find special to do. Some like to read and study history, others love to write, stories, articles, blogs or poems. Some argue politics, and some don’t, the thing with politics is simple folks, no matter which side or party you back, someone will always argue the opposite is best. When that happens is, when anger rises, and people don’t understand, most of the time, it is best to just walk away. You can’t change people’s opinions folks, or what they think, only they can themselves by researching and learning on their own. Always remember that, the next time someone gets angry or upset over a political statement or action, walk away. It’s not worth facing potential physical violence or even verbal assault. Save yourself the trouble, walk please.

With that said, I used to DJ online a lot, music was my thing in the 1990s, I would DJ. I have a colllection of music that fills an external hardrive I gathered over the years. It runs from Rock, to Country, to Jazz, to Motown and more. I found over the years even classical music has a place and time in my life. Music is like a special spice in one’s life, that lightens the spirit, makes you dance or move and lifts your spirits all in one. Music always brightens the mood and helps one through the duldrums of life. So, remember when, your down, play that special band, group or artist or song that makes you smile and carry-on like nothing is wrong. For in your heart and mind you will always have a special song.

Music is one of my loves, as is writting, Poetry I do as it hits me, so to say. A partcular topic or event may come to mind and make me go off in a poetry way. It may be love that sparks it, it may be anger, it can be an event, or one of danger. Or I may write of loneliness, or absence, or maybe depression or sadness. Each day we get up, an event or interaction may interact with us in someway, and that may become a key to a new poem or even a story or song. Inspiration comes from many sources my friends, sometimes it can be a smiling face across a bright room, or a face across a dark one and a gloom. You never know, just remember it can happen and will somehow, or so.

I labeled my Blog, for Rants, Poems, Stories and more. So when whatever mood hits me, I can express what I think. I do not force my opinions on anyone I just voice them by writting them out here. Wheither you agree or disagree, is up to you of course and I leave the commenting to each one who reads what I post. I may not reply to your comments, but I do read them, so you know.

I am at a stage of life where I realize my opinions do not match everyone else’s. But thats ok, for as we age, we do get set in our ways. It is expected at least by me, for each of us is an individual you see. We all have different levels of experience and interactions that affect us. So when we sit down and talk, if I don’t like what you say or do, and I walk away, don’t take it personal, for it just means, I don’t wish to fight or argue over any point in the discussion, so walking, is the best to do. I do not disrespect your beliefs, your opinions, or thoughts or what you say or how you say it, please don’t try to do that to me. As my mother said, Respect is not a given, it is earned, the way to get it, is by being respectful at all times in return. What you put out, you shall get back and that my friends is just a fact. So, don’t treat anyone in anyway you would not want treated yourself. If you do, your asking for the same in return and you won’t like it. Just a thought for all, that is.

Mutual respect, manners, kindness, caring and sharing is right! It should be spread and shown each day and night. I am not saying be a beacon yourself, but it doesn’t help to be kind and nice to everyone else! Happy Sunday all, I hope all have a great day!

Life Lessons: Cherishing Each Moment as a Gift


The Gift from God Above

William M. McCurrach

September 9th, 2025

At times, we stop and think,

We wonder and marvel,

We smell and sometimes stink.

But in the end we are all the same,

We laugh, we cry,

We play we work,

We love, we hurt,

And we survive.

No one can say how long we shall roam the earth,

They can just tell you,

About your birth.

We are born,

We live, and then we die.

We all want respect, and to be loved,

and honored,

Before we die.

It’s an inner drive in all of us,

It makes us move,

Makes us groove,

Makes us love.

Just Remember it is all a gft,

From God up above.

The gift is life my friend,

Live it well, from beggining,

To it’s end.

The best thing any man or woman can hope for,

Is to be remembered fondly and know they were loved.

For that is our destiny believe you me,

From the Heavens and God Above.

I am glad to be back doing my blogs and poems and stories and rants again. As time goes on and I age one of the few things I love to do is write. I may blog on politics, trump, The Economy. I may post poems like above or better. I may write stories, or ask questions about many things. I range from poetry, to stories, to rants to opinions, to yes, even questions. But, what I don’t do, is, sit and wait for people who get angry over anything I do. I write, it;s me folks, my poems are mine, my stories, opinions, rants are mine. I just use my right unde rour constitution and bill of Rights for freedom of speech. That my friends and others is what is nice about America for me.

My Poems and my stories are online folks. My blogs are here of course. I have written 51 short stories and many poems I have lost count actually of those. But, if someone wants to check and look through some poetry I wrote you should be able to find in on Facebook on my page there. https://www.facebook.com/william.mccurrach.7?fref=pb&hc_location=friends_tab&pnref=friends.all

As to my short stories, they are on Amazon Ebooks or Kindle as only Ebooks. https://www.amazon.com/stores/author/B00CQMGTSM Just so, anyone can find some.

I haven’t really attempted a short story or book in some years now, since my wife passed in 2021. I have left it be as it is. The Poems, I do as I feel it, or when I feel them. Some are emotional, some inspiring, some fun, some even silly or stupid, but they are mine. To me, I would rather share them, then destroy them. Some people like them, some do not. So, I do what I want because of Freedom of Speech in this country, because I can. It’s that simple lol.

Notr everything I write will appear online in any form, why, becaus ethere is always ina writers world, things you do not wish released, or that are only meant for private. SO we all do it folks, whethe rit be love letters, from our teenager years to, personal correspondse we have with friends, and lovers. So, I hope what I share brings a smile to some, or makes them think. And most of all, I hope, some out there get me, and understand it all. Have a fine and Happy wednesday folks, and stay healthy out there, and enjoy life please.

A Break from Politics: Enjoy Some Poetry


IT’s Saturday March 8th, 2025. It’s Sunny out and 30 degrees right now, and I wish all a fun filled day!

I am always spouting on politics, and it seems it won’t change no matter what one man says. So, instead of doing that today once more, I figured I will try something different.

I write these blogs as all know, and I also do short stories and poems. So, how about a couple of poems today?

Shinning Star

By: William McCurrach

January 14th, 2025

I have loved many from afar,

Like a person staring up at a star.

To dream of what could be,

If i had just one of those I loved from afar,

With me.

The thoughts of a long journey with someone you love,

Is never lost, while there is a star in the sky up above.

So, if you are like me, and have loved,

Someone from a far, and looked up at night and seen a shinning star,

Know, what I have learned over time,

You can try and try, even sometimes cry,

But, the dream of the one you loved from afar,

Will always be represented by that shinning star.

Each night you look up and see that star looking back,

Remember, there is someone who loves you from afar,

And I will always remember you, as my shinning star!

December 23, 2021

Stunning Woman

By: William McCurrach

The room was dusky and not bright,

The Music was loud and not always right,

The company was fun and to get it done,

Yes I continued to hang on.

I stood alone on my own and watched the people go by,

So many faces in such small spaces.

And you could see their feelings on their faces.

The music came on and the people began to sing,

In you walked and the oh and ahs and sighs, began.

Yes indeed a stunning woman you be.

A stunning woman who knows not what she is,

A woman who is au naturale,

Yes your a stunning woman and do not know.

Yes Stunning to me is what you be,

You take my breath away,

I know you would never see me,

I know your, on a higher level than I,

Yet no matter where I be,

When you walk in your stunning to me.

A stunning woman of beauty and smiles,

A stunning woman who is herself,

Thats special, you stunning woman believe me.

Your just stunning and special to see.

I know someday a man will come,

He may be handsome, He may be strong,

He will scoop you up and take you away.

I hope he makes you happy and gay,

and he makes you content each night and day.

A woman with a smile and style and so stunning,

Yes the men will come running!

Just be you and you shall be fine,

Don’t pay attention to those who don’t treat you right,

Be the stunning woman you are, and you shall win the fight,

You will find your happiness one night!

Oh Stunning Womannnnnnnnnnn!

A New Page

October 8th, 2024

By: William M. McCurrach

Another evening all alone,

The days fly by,

The nights do come,

It seems to me,

No matter what, life goes on.

Time heals many things,

Battles, fights, divorces,

And broken rings.

As we age we laugh, we cry,

We live and we die,

While here on this earth,

How many times,

Can romance be born,

Even after one you lose, is gone?

Can one find romance again,

Or is life now too short,

And the chance is gone ?

Just because, we age,

Doesn’t mean,

There can ‘t be a new page !

That’s what, I hope,

As I age.

Let me close with that one today! I hope all enjoy some of the poems I wrote. I basically got tired of the same political blogs and complaints. So, something refreshing and different I hope for all!

Happy Holidays From Me !


Friday December 8th, 2023 started for me at 4:30 am, I awoke and went what the hell am I doing up? But, when I tried to go back to sleep my body and mind said no, so I crawled out of bed, got a coffee and here I am now. I know what most would say was go back to bed stupid, but, I can’t my mind won’t let me.

Many have tried to understand me, in my life, my first wife, the Navy, My daughters who know nothing of me and my own family that raised me. I have always been the one, they just never understood or have gotten, it’s just me. I have been called crazy, emotionally unstable, nutty, a loner, a drifter and so much more. If people knew me, better they would understand me better. I am no loner, or drifter, but when, I am hurt, tired and lonely, I do wander, and stay by myself, it’s my way of not hurting or harming anyone else. I shut down and lock myself away and wander on my own. I am a widower now for over 2 years, and I still talk to my deceased wife and wish she was with me in my own home. But, I know i am not alone in this, kind of grief process many suffer it too. So I try to handle it alone, so it does not spill over into others lives around me.

Some have no idea about who I am, what is happening in my mind and my heart or what I may be affected by. I was born with hyperactivity and attention disorder. Easily distracted and unable to pay full attention, in school or at home. I fought my way through it all, no medications or medical help and ended up sent a way for two years for what they called emotionaly instability in the 1960s. It wasn’t though it was ADHD, misdiagnoises happened plenty back then, medicine did not understand it all yet. Yet I persisted and overcame anyway.

As I grew up, it did cause many problems at home and in schools for me, ultimately it caused me to dropped out of high school, so I went to work and in the end went in the service. I served 16 years in three branches and was married and had two of everything, until I was discharged medically for an accident aboard ship that gave me herniated discs. At the sametime that was determined, I was all of a sudden in a divorce from lack of being able to support my family.

I overcame and moved on anyway, doing odd jobs and living off of unemployment, until, I found my second wife. She helped me deal with it all and helped me find a way to go forward. In return I helped her, and we ended up loving one another and living together. it would be a 28 year relationship, that I can never and will never forget, I still love her today over two years after she passed and left me due to cancer. One thing she told me and others before she passed was, that I am a realist, I will survive her passing and be fine. Well surviving is one thing being fine is another for sure I have found out. You can not replace the unreplaceable folks, the memories get you and you break down in private at times and then, pull yourself together in public and carry on. I know I am doing it these days, every day I live. I suffer from loneliness of course and not having someone in my life, because I shut down and refuse to reach out or allow any woman in. I know it is wrong to do, but, I do it on reflex, and to protect myself, I doubt I could handle losing another lover like that.

Living alone in a 596 square foot condo, in a 55 plus community, for me is not easy. I call my condo my 956 sq.ft. cell and cave I hide in. To me it’s true, I venture out to walk, put on a good face, smile and talk and kept moving never getting involved any where with anyone. Yes I shop, yes i go to doctors and dentists and medical appointments. No I do not go to bars. taverns, or social events alone. I feel out of place when I do, and I avoid that feeling everytime i can.

What to do, where to go, how to handle it all is a daily challenge for me. Yet, I struggle through and make it work, because I am still here. Yes there are times I think what the hell am I here for and I shouldn’t be here, I have no purpose in life anymore. I have considered suicide, and just haven’t found the courage to do so and can’t see myself doing so. I have seen numerous others die young and take their own lives, and end up shaking my head when I think of them.

Whats next for me I do not know, I only know I am here and it seems I have a way to go. I have always believed that we are put upon this world for a reason, we just don’t know what it really is. Each of us is born to accomplish some missions in our life time, and until you complete those unknown missions you are here, when you complete them, the Good Lord recalls you to his side and it ends. Is there a heaven or hell, I do not know, no one does, all we know is it ends for us, the beyond is not answerable is it? The Great Houdini, told his wife, he would come back from the dead, he couldn’t no one can, so we shall never know whats on the other side. We can only guess folks !

It’s the month of December of 2023, The Holiday Season is here and people are rushing to and fro, as Santa’s pop up laughing HO, Ho ,Ho. The Shopping is happening even though the economy sucks, but it shall go on, because it must. Church Bells will ring and people will smile, food will get cooked and served for a while. The joy of the Season comes every year, we all get so busy, we overlook those who cry a tear. Yet life goes on even for those who cry, for those who did die, and spirits get lifted you see. The sad part is after they do and all the smiling and laughter is done, what happens to those who are alone and just one. We shall never know, as long as they don’t affect us so and they are not apart of our lives, for all it all changes, when they become our children, relatives, husbands or wives. For the loss takes away the reason for Joy, and then we wonder why, we lost that husband, wife, girl or boy. It depresses and it messes with our will to live, and we think we do not have anything left to give. The truth be known and I am not alone, is that each of us, man, woman or child have something we can give and that is how we all live. So, I don’t surrender, but I do try to move on, to see whats next and what I must do, not for me, but for each of you. We all contribute in someway in our lifetime, there is a reason we are here, no matter if it is to teach a lesson, to take the pain, to, live in happiness or in shame. We shall not know, when it is time to go, it’s just a fact don’t you see. For in the end, all we can be, is who we are, and do what we can. wheither we be a woman or man.

I wish all The Best Of Holidays no matter your faith or belief, and I hope all will be strong, healthy and not suffer grief. We do at some point in our lifetime, as one friend said, depression is in your mind, Find a way to hol don to the good memories, and that will be so much better for you and for me, in time.

Happy Holidays to ALL !