3 Poems, from me to all! September 14th, 2025


Heaven Someday

William M. McCurrach

September 13, 2025

Life goes on day, by day,

We live it all,

Is what I say!

As we age we come to realize,

There are less, and less things,

That come as a surprise!

The years fly by,

There are laughs and tears,

The surprise is the passing of the years!

How fast they fly by,

The things we haven’t done,

Without knowing why?

As my life runs down,

There are fewer people around,

The deafening roar of silence,

Engulfs me once more.

I have my memories of fun times,

I have my memories of loves,

Yet, I hope, and pray,

There is a place in heaven for me someday.

Up above!

Don’t Lose your Mind!

September 11th, 2025

William M. McCurrach

In a world of anger,

A world of doubt,

Some of need to step back,

Take our time, and figure it out!

Too much violence,

Too much fear,

Too much pain,

For all of us,

To bear!

We feel the pain,

We feel the loses,

We wonder at the politicans,

Their plans,

and The Bosses.

But, we know the world will go on,

But at no time,

Will we surrender,

For we know, we must go on!

The World will change, and we can help it,

If we just wake up,

Pay attention,

And Stop the bullshit!

We can disagree if we wish,

We can argue if we wish.

We can discuss all of it.

But in the end the violence,

Is not the Answer to it!

It only excubates it you see,

Makes it worse for you and for me!

Lets tone it down,

Let be mature and logical,

Lets be repectful and kind,

Otherwise, we all will lose our mind!

Starting Anew

September 10,2025

William M. McCurrach

The magic of the days I knew in my past,

Come back to me sometimes in a flash.

I see the warm summer nights, the fall days of color,

The cold days of snuggling and cuddling,

Holding one another.

The days in the parks, playing simple games,

Where we would scream and laugh,

And call each other’s names.

The simple things we did to find someone,

Seems those simple days,

Have come and gone.

Or the nights in my teens, when I would dream,

Of someone who I held in my heart,

But didn’t tell.

Because I felt we would not work out,

Or we would part, not well.

The look across a crowded room.

when your eyes met mine,

and the feelings did bloom.

Ah those days when I said lets dance,

Yes I asked and took that chance,

Little did I know it would lead,

To A long Time romance for you and me.

Is it possible to do twice in one lifetime,

It’s a question that lingers,

In My Mind.

Is it possible today in a world so angry and mad,

To find a simple lover or lover,

That will make me happy not sad?

Someone who can laugh at themself,

Someone who likes people and everyone else,

Someone who is looking like I am,

For that one connection, between a woman and man.

I wonder in today’s world,

For I am older now and I am not a boy and you are not a girl.

We have lived our lives, and been either divorced or a widower once, or twice.

The hardest part of growing old,

Is finding the energy and guts to be bold,

The boldness needed to make an approach,

Without, anyone being your coach.

I miss having a companion you see,

For she used to complete me.

If I was indecisive, she would push,

If i was too bold,

She would pull me back.

So many things she did, I doubt,

I can ever get back.

But one thing I can say,

The memories remain,

They stay in ones mind, and heart,

All the same.

We may not be able to find the same once again,

But we can start anew,

And we all deserve to do it, too!

Unlocking Creativity Through Writing


It may be time for me to go back to writting once more. To tell tales and stories, never told before. Or to bring my poetry into a form of a book. Which I am not sure as of yet you see, for, I just know when I feel it, what it should be.

Some say they like my short stories I did before, others say they like my poetry, the choice of course is theirs, for sure. What I tend to do, is find something that interests me, or something that emotionally, gets to me. Then I start there and ramble on with it, til I have said all I can. or, I take a topic or subject, and get into in such a way, it tells the world what I want to say. The hardest part of writting anything, is the beggining folks. For writting must flow from your mind, heart and soul to be any good. If it is forced it doesn’t work really, it sound corny or not interesting enough and it flops. I have learned over my years, there are stories of mystery, there are stories of life, there are stories of husbands and wifes. There are childhood tales, you would never tell, because if you did, you would pay for it, well. Then there are stories of many things for me, from my military days, to actual history. many have a way of just forgetting and carrying on, but for me thats not the way it is done. I have things in my head, from childhood days, days with my main family and things I would never do or say. Days with dad, days with mom, days with my siblings and those memories carry on. I have the days of my youth and teenage years, the feelings of being lost and the fears. Love stories that some never have heard from me, because of they did, things would have gone differently. I can’t change history or the fates, or destinies you see. But what I can do, is just be me, set the words down on paper or computer and, see. We all grow up in different ways, we all have families of different kinds, some good, some bad and some indifferent you see. In the end it is all about who and what made you and me.

So writting becomes a way of letting things out, the only question that remains is how to go about it all. Well, first as I said you have to pick a subject or plot. Then you have to figure out who is who, what is what, and where your trying to get to, to make it interesting and worth while. Then you have to consider how to start, at what place in time and which character will get it moving for all who will read it. If you don’t believe what I am saying then go read some Mark Twain, or go read some Doris Kearns Goodwin books. Or you can enter the world of Patterson or Stephen King even. Each have their unique characters and subjects you see. Some are mystery, some are horror, some are spy novels and some make believe world based on real life locations. But, in each case, each writter, takes you away with the words, the phrases, the locations or the history and they enrich it with their words of wit and style. Yes writting is not a simple subject, it is convoluted and confussing at times, and it can indeed, takea lot of concentration to do it. You need tools also for it all.

Tools like, dictionarnies, and more. You have to understand the english language well, and have paid attention in English Classes. Punctuation, sentences, forming them, starting them, ending them, how to handle characters talking and so much more. At other times it comes naturally, for you lived through it all don’t you see. You remember it because it meant something special to you. So, you try to bring it to life one more time, in the words you write, for all else to live it and enjoy it too. So many things happen when you write. You can relive emotions, events, acts and scenes and even write out your own dreams. writting is an art my friends, not for everyone but for some. You need to go slow, take your time, think it over in your mind. Then, be careful how you say it when you write, if not, it will not be understood right.

I suggest to many who say they would like to write, they find a quiet place they can work in. Settle in relax, get what you need to write, something to drink, and then think before your start. what exactly is it about, where are you going with it, how shall you get there and how many different ways can the story go. Then, decide once you know which way to go, what to start with or who. It’s not simple, and you need to know, is it a mystery, is it a comedy, is it history, is it romance, will it be poems? Determine that first before you even write one word down, for once you start, it will roll on and on and you do not wish to lose the thoughts, that make it work. It’s like a songwriter, with each verse, or song he writes, he gets a tune in his head and then the words start to come, sometimes you scribble them out, for they do not fit, and you need to rephrase each verse of it. Just remember like I try to do, stick to the subject, plot or story line and make it true.

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.

Best Dating Apps for Seniors: A Guide for Men Over 70


Ok, I am going to ask, the women of the world,What Dating App is the best for us men who are 70 and up?

I have heard Match/com/ I have heard Zoosk/OurTime/Silver Singles and more. It is confusing for me, because i am a widower at 69, and haven’t been in the dating scene really since 1993. Back then, I went to Single’s Dances and it worked for me. But, as we all know, today, Single’s Dances don’t exist for people my age.

I am not a real drinker or bar or tavern person, although I may stop in once in a while ata atavern for a sandwhich I like and maybe a beer or soda. Just to get out some

I like Bowling and do so once a week in a Senior League at my area’s bowling alley. I like movies, I like reading and walking. I like playing Billards/pool also.

I read alot on and off as I go along, current;y I am reading The Let Them Theory, while is does repeat itself somewhat, the theory itself is an interesting thing, I never considered before. I have learn it doe shelp to just say Let Them, as you go along. And decide to just do what you can or will to help yourself instead of getting involved.

So my question is simple. I don’t wnat a young woman, I don’t want a hustler to take me, or use me for money. And I am sure many women feel the same about us men. So that isa two sided problem in life. What I am wondering is whats the best way to go for me. Maybe I shouldn’t ask, but, I wa staught asa child, have a question, there is no dumb ones, just ask the right people or person for the answers. So, I think the best place to ask for information on dating and meeting women my age, is the women my age. I hope i am right, but time shall tell, right?

Dating is like riding a bike I am told, once you do it, it should be easy. It isn’t really, why, it involves flirting and asking somepone out. If you are like me, and have been out of the dating scene sinc ethe 1990s, well, as you can tell the world has changed and so have people in general and what they expect and are looking for. It is all a mystery to me, all because I dedicated myself to one woan for all the years i did, till she passed from Breast Cancer in 2021.

Not trying to complain or bitch or moan here, not trying to impose or be a burden or an asshole here either. Just looking for the best apps and way to go, I am tired of just being alone these days.

Figured hey, I havea blog site, andI can write and ask and see if anyone will answer me, in a correct manner and not sarcastically or mean. If people get nasty, I can always delete the replies,and just surrender and give up, also. I don’t like arguing or fighting with anyone, I am a peaceful person. just look at it as a man looking for suggestions on which way to go, at a later stage of life, after many years married. This single stuff is not the same as when I was younger lol.

Starting Over at 69: My Journey Back to Dating


September 9th, 2025 and yes I am back all. My Blog is still alive and well and in my possession once more. It was abit os a struggle with the company to get it back, but, it is worth it if you want it to be a secure one.

That said, away I go once more. Tuesdays are always slow days folks, and at my age of 69, I lose interest in things faster than before lol. I love people and i love women, I admire them from afar of course and have never approached any in many years now, since my wife passed. I grieved her fully now and i believe, I am still here, so at some point I need to find a partner once more.

I have tried different dating sites, and I have taken maybe 3 women to dinner in the four years since I moved here to Westborough, Ma. My reasoning has been ok I will try this, but then, I didn’t really give them a chance. I avoided any physical comtact and did not attempt to even kiss one. I just felt it ws nice talking with them, and they were nice ladies, but, I had to hold back. Like I said at some point, I need to start over, I am not getting any younger lol.

What do I seek I am asked. well i don’t look for a beauty queen, I don’t look for rich, I don’t care. I look for friendly, kind, considerate, intelligent, and with a sense of humor. Someone who likes to laugh some, but can also hold a decent converstaion helps.

I don’t like smokers, sorry ladies, it almost got me years ago, so no thank you. I am not a drinke ror bar or tavern person really, once in a while is all. I like movies, I like walking, I like playing pool, I like helping people. I have fun at bowling and enjoy those who do so with me, in the Senior League I am in. I am not into big crowds, and can’t handle that well, I tend to shut down and disappear really. Yet, I like’ smaller crowds, and will talk to almost anyone.

Politics wise I don’t care either wya, although I do lean democrat. I am a non-Trumper folks and non-maga person. They are destroying our country and our republic and democracy. I can’t and won’t date a MAGA Supporter in anyway.

Ok, now that said, life goes on and we are all struggling to survive in today’s world. Time is short folks, and i believe one should live it dya to the fullest, laugh as much as possible, have fun, and enjoy. Am I wrong, I don’t think so. I like movies, I like plays. I like music of all kinds, from rock, to country and blues, and even classical at times. I read a lot and I am reading The Let Them Theory these days. Mel Robbins stumbled upon a great theory and i can’t say it willwork for everyone out there, but, it helps when you use it in the right situations for your ownself.

Now for the ones who recommended I try dating sites for Seniors my age, I am at this time. I have tried Match.com, Zoosk, and I am currently trying Silver Singles. Now I hate writing profiles of myself, for any purpose folks. So I am not doing good here. But, at least I am trying and will see howit goes. There is no such thing as a perfect relationship folks, between a man and woman, but, there is such a thing as a lasting one, that works if you work at it. Just my thoughts on it all really. So time will tell if I meet someone or not.

As to dating someone in my community where I live here, well I have not done so. Why, because people speak, and even you date someone in your own community and it doesn’t work out, it gets around and itis usually us men who get the blame and bad mouthed. LOL. But, would I date anyonein the community, is there anyone interesting here for me? Of course there are ladies, but if your looking for me to approach you and ask you out, it probally will not happen, because i have no idea, how to anymore. Last time I asked someone out, to dance, I ended up married to her for 28 years. LOL, and I forget how to flirt, I just am me, for who else can I be. I hope that explains that, right1

I am glad to have my blog page back, so I can write again here. I am sure i shall produce more blogs and poems and rants. I always do it seems. It is easier to write, for me, then to try to stand up in front os someone and give speeches or presentations. Some wanted me to read my poetry at an event here, andI said no and they couldn’t understand why. In private i have been asked why, and i told the few who asked, I have PTSD from childhood and military service. So I panic and my nerves get me in large crowds. But, to each their own they say, so I leave if the crowd is too big, easier for me that way. I am not being rude or non-caring when I do it folks, I just have to.

Ok, I have ranted and written again. I have gone over some of what is on my mind for now. Until the next blog, I wish all well.

Navigating Life After Loss: A Widow’s Perspective


Yesterday, I went to lunch with my sister. we discussed many things, from our childhood days, to the results as we grew, to good times and bad. It seems, no matter what, life does have it’s ups and downs folks, and each of us color our past, to be what we prefer.

We had five us of us siblings, and as we grew, we had fights, arguements and more among us. as most siblings will tell you, you survive them and you move on in life, and in the end, you always have at least one, your close to they say. Well, in my case it has always been my baby sister, the only girl in the family.

We were raised to be self-sufficient thats for sure. As Dad and Mom used to say, never depend on anyone elese they will fail you, usually when you need them most. So, we learned to stand alone and chug along at a good rate, steady and strong. As Mom used to say, keep moving, keep going, don’t stop, time is short. Good advice for all to Learn for sure. But, Dad, had the best advice, he said, “If you put your mind to it and stick to it, you can do anything and achieve it.” He knew what he was talking about, and his wisdom shows through in many wyas in my sister and myself.

As to the other three siblings, well, they went their own ways and did their own things. Each had their own problems and so did my sister and me. But, in the end, my sister and I turned fine. The othe rthree well, One is lost and lonely and estranged himself from the family at a young age. Another, died, at 30 due to drug use and aids. And the Baby of the family I do not know what happened to him. I know he is a fabulous artists when he draws. Wheithe rhe is happy or sad, well or not, he talks to no one, so I can’t be sure. Nor do I really know where he is, anymore.

It is amazing when you look back, how, each sibling and yourself change over the years and how you grow apart, and move on in life. Some stay seperate from each other as we have mostly, due to who we marry. Some stay close. But, in the end, we all live on and wonder at times, what went right or wrong in our past, don’t we?

Now I am 69, and old in my book, but some say not really. I did things in my life I never expected to do. I survived childhood and teenage years just fine, even through in pain at times and misery at other times.

My 20’s were a world of mystery at first of military days and marriage, and the birth of two daughters came next. Then a divorce, and a changing of circumstances came.

By, my mid-thirties, I wa single once more, on my own struggling to survive again. what I learned from my parents, kept me going as I struggled and made it through, to a second marriage. The first marriage lasted ten years and took two for the divorce to finish.

The Second marriage went well, no more children, but, a steady relationship of love and respect for twenty eight years. We took our marriage vows we wrote ourselves. In which we said we would learn from one another and grow together, we did. Afte rthe 28 years, together ended in my wife’s passing from breast cancer, I find myself alone and adrift once more. It’s now over 4 years since she passed, and I really haven’t dated much at all. I am alone and tire dof it really, but, I do not know how to date anymore or even to flirt anymore. LoL! When your in a long term relationship that ends suddenly, you realize you have no idea, how to date anymore or what to do to get back out there. So, I stay alone.

The real question, when one becomes a widow or widower like myself is, how long is long enough to grieve? How long does one wait, to go ok, enough can I go find someone again? My answer has been, for each of us wheither male or female it is different, depending on the emotional attachment we had and the respect we wish to show for the one we lost. if I am wrong about that, then, so be it, but it is how I see it.

So, somewhere out there is a lady for me, but, I stop short of asking anyone out and avoid it. Maybe it’sa trust thing, maybe it’s fear, maybe it’s noy being confident enough to say, want to go to dinne ror a movie or something. I don’t know. I just know alone is how I stay for now, untill I hit that stage of beingbrave enough to try once more. I know I am far from perfect, and I expect most are on both side of the genders, so to say. I do know to make things work in any relationship you want, you have to respect who you are with, be attracted to that person. and be able to compromise, to keep it all alive. So, I only hope is all.

So I question myself all the time,on that issue. Am I able and capable, will someone say yes if I ask or not? Should I, or Shouldn’t I? I wavier, and wander and wonder. I guess at some point, taking a chance is all one can do. Yet, at 69 years old, the real question is do I want to?

Coping with Loss: Embracing Memories and Grief


August has arrived folks, and the summer of 2025 is quickly passing by, soon enough it will be fall and then winter once again. Time does not stop for anything as we all know, it barrells on ahead and we age as it does. One thing mankind does is adapt to each day, it’s climate, it’s passing, it’s heat or cold, or rain or snow so to say. I have said to many people, over my years, there are things that never change the passing of time is one, and the battle between Mother Nature and Father Time is indeed eternal. That is a love affair locked into place for eternity for sure.

Well, August to me, is a time to look forward to cooling temperatures, fairer climates and of course memories. I say this because it has always been the fall months where things change in my book. When I talk change, people come and go in our life’s folks and it seems fall is when most of that happens for me. I hate seeing old friends disappear or pass, I hate seeing the loss of people for any reason. But, I know at some point the same will happen for me and I am aware of it more each day that goes by. I think all of us, are in some way, even though we try our best to ignore it or push it aside.

I have had plenty of losses in my life and I must admit that some are more important that others of course, Friends may come and go, and even pass away, but no loss is greater than when one losses a loved one. We all lose our parents eventually as we all know, and that loss or losses as you may refer to them, is painful and devastating enough as it goes. Some lose children and that must be the a very devasating lose for sure. Yet, for me, the biggest loss in my life was my wife of 28 years, in August of 2021, on the 10th of that month. It devasated me, it brought me to my knees, and caused me to reevaluate myself and my life and what I did not wish to put up with anymore. I also had to learn to live alone once more, after 28 years of a great marriage.

Today, is August 2nd, 2025, on this date in 2021, I was hospicing my wife at home, with the help of my sister. It would be an experience that made me cry daily, plead for it to be over daily, and at the same time, hope it would not end. But, as we all know, the eventual time does come and we lose the one we loved the most. When it did, I was lost, I didn’t know what to do, where to turn or how to make it through it all. If it were not for my sister, I would have never made it.

I can remember the final thing I said to my wife and what she said in return. I bent over her in bed and kissed her forehead and told her I loved her. And at the time I didn’t think she could reply, but, she did saying she loved me in return. A few days later, I went in to check on her again, and I knew it was close to the end, and I could tell. I bent over her once more kissed her forehead and I told her to stop holding on, to let go, and go join her parents, grandparents and her son, who had passed before her. I knew she was suffering being unable to eat, drink or talk or move anymore, from the cancer that she had. I just wanted her to pass and be out of pain.

The hardest thing to do, once she passed was to call and report her death, to the authorities. The waiting for them to come and take her away was the hardest to do. I can clearly remember when they finally arrived, as I let them into our home, I told them, I couldn’t watch. I walked out into the driveway and around the side of the house and did not go back in till they were gone. She was gone, but, I could not look at her being taken away. I did not want her to go.

Now it will be four years since she passed on August 10th, soon. as I write this, I cry, because i miss her warmth, her kindness, her intelligence and her companionship. I miss having her to laugh with, to go out with, to even watch tv with. The trips, the outings, the silly things and the serious things we shared. I stop and think of all of it. The shows, the movies, the plays we went to, the dinners we cooked and served together. Our life was not perfect together, but, one thing I can honestly say, is, I miss her each night and day. I wish to God she was here today. yet, I have the 28 years of memories, that well up, when I am alone or I see a reminder of all of it out there. I remember, what she said to her daughter one day, when they were discussing me, before she couldn’t anymore. She looked at her daughter and told her, Bill will be ok, when I pass, why, because he is a realist, he accepts things as they are and deals with it all, in the proper way. Time has proven her correct, in many ways, and for that I shall always love her. I write this today, because I know, I will try to push through the next 8 days and make it pass as fast as I can. It for me is now the hardest time of my life each year. And writting is how I express my grief, my pain, my sorrow, my loss and sometimes my loves and joys too.

I thank God, for the day I met my Melinda and the dances we shared. The romance we shared and the love we had. she saved me, and I her. We did indeed live up to our Wedding Vows, They stated, we would marry to learn from one another and to grow together, we did it so, so well!

Aging Gracefully: Vital Tips for Health and Happiness


As I age, I am finding things that I didn’t know could affect me. First is how I eat and what I eat. Diet and how much is important. I find I need more fruits and veggies as I age and less junk food. I also am finding what I eat affects my energy levels and how I feel each day.

Exercise is another thing. If I walk some, I feel better. Stretching my legs and keeping moving helps. If I tend to stop and lay around I feel worse. S0, movement is vital as I age. To help on this point I took up bowling normally twice a week now one day in a Senior League and the other with some friends, I made, where I live. Yet in the end, it helps, but, still I find there are some other things, I need to do, to keep going, as I age.

Reading is vital, whether for education purposes or for entertainment and pleasure. The mind is a terrible thing to waste was an old saying I heard long ago as a child. I still believe in that one folks. The more you know, the more you can protect yourself and advance yourself and your pleasures. Seems, to me all need to remember these things as we age, for when we fall off the cliff, so to say on any of the above, we tend to slowly go downhill in the life we live so to say. Our way of life and how we live it effects us in all ways. If we slow or do not engage mind and body, we lose the functions at times, and we begin to deteriotate as we go along.

I face the above possibilities, greater than most, being a Disabled Veteran. I suffer from back injuries of 6 herniated discs in my spine, PTSD also in two forms from childhood and service. How do I overcome, well I push through pain, or mental anguish, and look for a horizon of blue skies and smiles and laughter. We can’t always find such blue skies and laughter, so we must at times create them on our own to keep going. I am now 69 years old and live in a 55 plus community and I have seen others, older than me, who are happier than I, for sure. I just want to live my senior years I have left being engaged, participating in life and laughter if I can. As I told my mother when I was a child, when I do die, I hope it will be with a smile and some laughter on my lips.

The next problem with aging is a simple one folks. It is the loneliness factor many of us feel as we get older. We tend to isolate more, engage less and find ourselves spending more time alone than ever before in our lives. We read more, we do things like walking alone, we build puzzles and try to entertain ourselves more. We also as we age, tend to avoid others, who tell us to shut up, or calm down, or stop laughing. we avoid those who don’t like us for whatever reason, or who we dislike due to their actions or words. Now I know many say, I am wrong for doing so and I should just let these comments roll off my back and just keep going instead. But, for me, like I think, many others, if I can’t be me, and laugh, talk and enjoy, I am not staying in that crowd. I don’t care about the reason someone says for me to shut up, calm down, or don’t laugh, I just know, if I can’t do these things, I feel out of sorts and like I am not wanted in said groups.

I have said this before to others and I shall say it here and now, I am me, who else can I be? We are the accumilation of our experiences in life. Each of us react the way we do, due to what we have lived through. We enter each situation with the prior experiences we have and what worked for us in each situation. we reach back mentally and emotionally, look at the present and react accordingly to the current place we find ourselves in, we protect ourselves in this way and that my friends is just a fact of human nature.

Under today’s society in America and our current culture, men and women, are very careful, parinoid and cautious. We do not want to be abused, taken avantage of as we age. Nor do we wish to be taken for the money we earned or as fools. Add in the current anger in the political climate, and in this country, that is currently festering and wham, we have a mess to live through and we do the best we can. Also as we age, if you are divorced, or widowed, you tend to compare who you meet, to whom you had prior in your life, as your partner, wife or husband. When they don’t live up to those standards, styles or ways, you tend to walk away, going not for me. So, in the end ladies and gents, we end up alone, because we are unwilling to accept people who are different. So life tends to get lonelier as you age. It’s a fact, especially if you are a widow or widower. You spent many years with the person you lost, it was comfortable, it was loving. So, you tend to seek someone that is as close to what you had before. And as I can tell you, no two people are the same, so it it like Tom Cruise’s Mission Impossible! These are just my thoughts and ideas and beliefs on May 9th, 2025. I wish all the best, i always do.

From Connection to Loneliness: The Shift in Dating Culture


Lets discuss, the currect state of the dating world folks. First off the younger crowd has the advantage of course, due to their youthfullness. As we age and marry and the divorce of become widows and widowers things change.

The dating world or scene as I call it is now all online apps, like Match, Our Time, Bumble bee and such. As a senior at 69, and heading todard 70, dating is non-exsistant for me. I tired dating apps and ran into the problems many do not get or understand. 1) Dating apps are not free for anyone, they cost money to join and search. 2) Half of the people on them, do not use their current picture and doll up their profile to attract others anyway. 3) Distances come into effect, and you either drive or you don’t. 4) who wants to drive for an hour or more to meet someone, and then have to do so, everytime you see them. Gas prices and time and wear and tear on your vehicle then come into the process too.4) People tend to make up profiles that are not realistic and they act when you meet them, you don’t get the real person. I have looked at all of the dating apps believe me, from Zoosk, to Match, to Our Time and Senior sites too. What I found is, simple, it’s like a game is beimg played and it is not one for really meeting someone.

When I grew up, you meet your mate or spouse at events, dances,outside playing when young or in school. Or if you went to a park or playground, also. Today these things do not exist anymore. They are no Singles Dances, there are no just talking to anyone you meet, people judge far too fast. So what does one do, when you reach my age? I am 69 going on 70 now.

As a widower, I am alone constantly. I stay alone for many reasons, which are the same reasons the dating scene sucks these days. Trust is an issue for many, money, and holding onto it counts. Honesty is hard to find. People tend to talk, but, they don’t tend to cross the line into your personal space these days. Too many fears come into play. I don’t wnat someone to take my money, or use me or abuse me. I don’t want, someone who has the attitude of me, me, me, and screw you. In orde rto even think of having a relationship, the first thing that comes to mind is honesty, then respect, and loyality. Also, are we on the same wave length on many things or not. I would never date a person who is into Trump or his MAgA World, sorry folks, but, I don’t go there.

I see anger in the world, I see fear of opening up in the world, I see people dodging relationships and hiding in all ways. The world is not an open one these days. Interaction is frowned upon as I see it, except for events like bowling or public concerts and show or ball games. Even then, people tend to avoid interacting with others, for fear of being abused, or used, or stolen from. The world is a mean place these days.

Prices are rising on all items, a simple lunch date wil cost a man a good 40 to 50 bucks at least. Everything costs folks. I own my condo, and no I don’t want anyone moving in with me either. And I don’t want to move in with any woan either, and get told I am trying to take her for money. I find that interacting in this day and age is a constant process of being exteremely careful, of what you say or do. Anger is everywhere in America these days.

Look I miss my wife who passed in 2021 and it now 2025. She was apositive person, smiling, laughing and smart asa whip and I miss that. I didn’t marry her for money or belongings, I didn’t treat her wrong, or cheat on her. What I did was stay with her till she passed. Loyality goes a lone way folks. Honesty is vital in any relationship. Being positive helps. Truth goes a long way too folks. Open communication with each othe ris vital, even if you can’t agree on everything. Compromise is a word seldom heard these days folks. But, if you don’t learn to compromise and accept the differences in the relationship your in, will die out. Compromising is vital not only in relationships, but in life in ggeneral folks, never forget that. No one is 100 percent correct all the time. Accept that for yourself and don’t set the bar too high for someone else to be in your life. If you can laugh at yourself, be yourself at all times, you stand a better chance at surving happily in the end.

I am not a relationship guru so to say, I don’t have all the answers, I don’t think anyone does. What I do is go day by day and accept what happens around me and roll with it. I don’t like people who try to change me for their own reasons, and I hate forcing myself on anyone. I also do not believe in being a burden to anyone in anyway. I don’t impose on people, I don’t need to lie to people, I only trust the ones I know. Maybe it is the wrong way of looking at life, but, it is the safe way.

So, as I go along I gave up dating apps, cost too much and they don’t work. I am now trying to just me be, more than anyother thing in life. I like to read, I like puzzles, I like pool, I like bowling. I like going out for lunch now and then and I like walking some for exercise. As I age, I have learned to just do me, do what I like, be me and have fun the best I can, I am old now an dgetting older by the second, minute, hour and days that roll by. I just want to enjoy life, have fun, and I like to help others now and then also. I have basically, become like a coach for pool, or bowling when I go. I know I am not perfect at either sport, but I have fun is all.

Life in Modern America is getting rougher and more lonely than ever. What I am doing is learning, I force nothing, I come and go, I talk to whoever talks to me. I laugh, I even cry when needed. I am human, and no one should be alone all the time. I do have memories, I do have feelings, if you cut me I do bleed folks. If you slander me, or if you attack me, I disappear totally. I don’t need to put up with taht stuff, I am too old for it. America is a divided nation now, republicans and democrats fight it out constantly. MAGA forces are everywhere, and our country is slowly dying from it all. Instea dof a we society folks, we have gone toa me society and screw you, as long as I get my fair share as they say.

America was so much better when we were a We society than we are now. We all were for good things back then, caring for our seniors, being friendly, helping one another. What happened to that folks, where did it go? I shall say this one more time, America, was and can bea better place for all. If We accept each other, help each other, interact with each other.Sadly America has gone the me. me. me society approach now. What is needed in America now, is for all to start living in a We Society once more. IT’s the biggest problem Americans may ever face, because we are stubborn, arrogent, angry, and foolish. We can’t see that the me, me, me society is not working for all of us. What I am saying folks, America is at it’s best when we are honest, opem, friendly and working together. It is time, to end this me. me.me society and go back toa we,we,we society. If we don’t America will crumble and fall. Think about it folks and i think you will agree.

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!