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Socializing Challenges for Seniors in Westborough, MA


March 1st, 2025, Morning has broken here in Westborough, Mass. The day is overcast so far and 44 degrees as of 9:04 am. Like many days, I have many questions and opinions of my own. Yet, while my political opinions do not match everyone, but, this blog is not that.

Westborough being the size it is and with the population it does currently has wants to make improvements. I get it, for every village, town or city wants to get bigger and collect more taxes. It’s nothing new in American lore, so to say.

Here in Westborough, Ma., there is a growing senior population, of which I am one. There are now, 3 55 plus communities here in town. The price range is 300 grand and up depending on which one you chose. And most seniors tend to like condos, it seems.

The biggest problem with this is, simple, Seniors really just have certain things to do in town. YOu choices are the Library, The Senior Center, or Gyms. Then you have the bars and taverns in town.

The Taverns and Bars are ok if you are under 55 and younger. Or if you have a lot of money to blow. If your a Senior like me, you pay your bills first and secondly, you save your money. Bars are crowded with the 20’s, 30, and 40’s, for age ranges. They are geared to that age range of course. Not for the 55 plus crowd. The other problem is if your like me, a non-drinker, you know better.

There are no Movies in town to go watch. No, Social Dances for Seniors, or meeting places if you are senior and single. Of course if you ask around, people tell you to Volunteer for something. So, you can do that with such things as the Food Bank and such. Yet, while you get to work some and interact some, the chances are slim you will meet someone, to date.

So, what does one do is, your a widower or widow in Westborough, Mass. and 55 and up? Where do you go to socialize? Well some say go shopping and you may run into somebody and start chatting that way. The truth is, if you approach a stranger that way, they will look at you strangely. Casual conversations. do work sometimes. Un;less your like me. At 69, I keep to myself, and i talk to very few. Publicly approaching a woman for me is scary. In today’s world, many are lonely, not only the elder community but, all ages. The older you get, the harder it is to do, we get stuck in our ways. In America the loneliness syndrome is real folks, especially on the eats coast of America here and it is growing. I know many think, I don’t know what I am saying and it is easy to fix. It’s not folks !

While I love life, I love adventures, I love music, I love having fun. It doesn’t stop the loneliness Syndrome from hitting me. It doesn’t stop it from hitting anyone else either. I have seen it in stores, even in Taverns and Bars here in Westborough, even in the mall in Marlboro. People sit alone, they don’t talk or approach. today’s society, is scared of saying something wrong, being rejected. It is kind of crazy isn’t it?

I have learned, not to approach women. They have made themselves inaccessible or approachable. They put up walls, they avoid eye contact. They are very fussy, and place limits on what men they talk to. Most men are doing the same. Why, well it comes down to some simple thoughts and ideas.

  1. No one wants to be someone’s piggy bank folks.
  2. No one wants someone who doesn’t care about themselves, appearances count
  3. No one wants a negative person as a mate or partner
  4. No one wants to have someone force their way into their life
  5. Politics is playing a large factor these days too, especially since Trump was reelected.
  6. Religious or not religious also plays a role here
  7. People have to watch what they say and to whom they say it
  8. Anger is huge in this country now a days

My question is this folks, how do you overcome, approachment, apprehension or fear? How does one overcome being scared of being taken, for you money or property? How do we as Senior Citizens 55 and up, overcome all of the above? It is beyond me, for sure. I try, but, in the end, it does not seem to work for me.

Finding places to go do things for the 55 plus crowd is rough also. Some of us Bowl for fun now a days. A few, play pool. Many of us like to walk for exercise also. We read and we may write. Build Puzzles at home alone and stare at our televisions every night. We know, you shouldn’t stay at home alone. Yet we do so out of lack of places to meet those our age range. It’s uncomfortable for a Senior citizen 55 and up to sit among younger folks. We feel we don’t fit in. Is that hard to understand? I think not. So, I ask, what does one do, if you are 55 plus, or like me 69? Where do we go what do we do? I ask this, and usually get the same answers I mentioned above in this post. So, I ask one more time, where do the senior citizens meet one another? Remember, I am 69 now, and I have heard all the advice above i mentioned. Is there a better way to meet someone in my age range in Westborough, Mass or the area? Please do not tell me dating apps, been there, done that, waste of money in my opinion. Just asking here.

Why Resolutions Fail: Embrace Change Instead


Hello, January 2025, it’s already the second day of the New Year. As January begins, I am looking forward to trying to get out more, see things more and meeting new people and seeing new places. It won’t be easy to do for me, since I am going to be 69 soon, but, it is an option I am looking at. I tire of being a widower, and being alone, but, at almost 69, I am, so what to do is what i ask these days.

As 2025 starts and America rolls back to the Trump era again, I wonder, how bad it can get for all of us. How bad will the economy become under Trump, will he wage a war against his rivals and the justice system that convicted him? What will he do on the wall on the border, who will pay for it and how will it get done? How many agencies and Departments will he try to kill, or shut down and why, is education one? So many questions surround what is coming in 20 days, for America and it’s people, will anyone be able to slow Trump’s madness down and control him some? Time shall tell, I am sure.

All of the above happening in 2025, and in the end, people still make resolutions each new year! I came to the conclusion, resolutions are not worth making, why, simple, most make them, New Years Eve, and by the 15th of the month, they drop em and forget em. So, I thought about it and said why resolve to do anything, anymore, I am about to turn 69 this month? My thought was instead of a resolution, make changes to my life. For if you don’t change a thing it will all remain the same! Make an effort to meet new people, go new places, laugh more and treat people with respect and be kind. That’s a process one can do on your own, if you try, be real, be kind, be generous and laugha lot and help others. Beats making Resolutions you drop in 15 days don’t it? Try it, ya may fly it, as they say, lol!

Each day is a new beginning, each night a sleep pattern that works, at least for now. I say play nice, have fun, take care of business and your health, and in the end try to laugh and smile more. A smile a day and some laughter too, will make life better for me and for you ! When your down and worried and ya have some troubles you carry, remember to just work them through, and bring that smile back to the real you. The world does not work if your depressed, it does not work when angry. So don’t go down those roads my friends, try to smile and laugh till your end, and always know, you can make a new friend. Welcome to 2025, welcome to the present and future !

Embracing Life After Loss: Lessons Learned at 68


December 15th, 2024, it is chilly and cold outside today, the sun is shinning bright here, in Westborourgh, Mass. The day began for me at a lil after 6 am. Each day is different for sure and it doesn’t matter, who your neighbors may be or where you live. Time seems to move right along at a steady pace. I have now loved alone, basically since my wife died, and it is now over 3 years, since she passed. And yes I still think of her constantly, especially when someone or something reminds me of her. But, I also have learned she is not coming back and to look ahead, for I am still here. I have learned to live each day for myself, do the best I can, and have the most fun I can.

Well, sometimes, things happen, and you can’t change them, nor, did you intend them, but, wham they smack ya upside the head. Or someone thinks you did something and you didn’t, and wham again, it’s another smack at ya. I really, don’t care which it is, I just wish it would stop happening to me, these stupid things. I was leaving yesterday to go to the store and as I passed through the lobby on my way out, a lady was bending over and picking up some packages she ordered. As I was going out the door I looked back and she told me I was looking at her ass! I wasn’t of course but, she accused me of that. I told her, I did nothing wrong and she was the one bent over, not my fault, lol. I didn’t want to say what I was going to, which was, Lady I don’t give two cents about your ass! But, as usual I am too polite to do that, so I just left it and went to the store. Afterwards, I thought of seeking her out and telling her, I wasn’t looking, but, she wouldn’t believe me anyway, so I said fuck it. Silly shit happens all the time, when you live in a 55 plus community like I do. I could care less about her assor any other women’s to be honest, at 68 soon to be 69, seen enough of em. lol

Onward I go, throat was scratchy and sore this am, so I got some ice cream and cough drops for it and some chicken for the NFL games later. In the meantime, I wonder if I am doing the right thing, by trying to get out more and interact with others or not. Seems, some people don’t like me period, and because of that I usually stay at home. I don’t like people who think their shit don’t stink, or think they are better than everyone else, or smarter than all. Their not really, they just have this big ego and big mouth they use to say stupid things without thinking first. But, hey, as mom told me as a child, engage brain before you speak, is the only advice I can give these folks. Some accuse other of doing things they never did, and some accuse others of things they think we did, when in fact they do them themselves. It’s a crazy world ya know, and humanity itself, is not really stable in all ways. I know I am not loved by many, who live here and as far as I am concerned I am not worried about it, anymore. I used to worry about it, but then, I figured out, no one is going to love everybody and no will get along with everyone either, so why force it. I am me, and that is who I be, if you don’t like me avoid me and I shall return the favor for you. I think that makes better sense then hiding, or fighting with someone verbally, mentally or physically. So that is how I live, so if I don’t talk to you, much, please understand, it’s either you made it clear by your actions and replies you don’t like me, or I just don’t care for you either. I hope that makes sense. I know it does for me.

In my life, I have many different friends, and I still have some from when I was 14 years old and guess I always will, at least I hope so. I still have friends from my service days too, and my two marriages actually. I am not that difficult to get along with really. Yet, for some strange reason, some misread me, or don’t like my sense of humor or style, whatever. I can only say what I always say to some, I am me, who else can I be! So, as life goes on, I have learned I don’t like stuck up people, I don’t like people who think they are better than I. I don’t like people who think you said or did something when you didn’t, and who never stop to ask, if you did. I am not in love with liars, or thieves, I hate violence also. I think live should be live peacefully, and it should be fun. I had enough pressure situations in my life, in my childhood, my teenage years and as an adult who was married twice and in the service for 16 years. all I want is some peace, and happiness, some laughter, a way to relax. Is that too much to ask folks?

Now being 68 and turning 69 in a lil over one month, I cam honestly say, I never hurt anyone on purpose. I never was a physical person, nor did I torture or bother anyone mentally. I am not a vengeful soul either, I usually just walk away. No sense trying to change anyone else, the only time I hit anyone was to protect myself, period. Time does not change my nature or who I be, I shall always be just me.

Since moving here, I have seen many different types of people, both male and female. The stuck up woman, or the macho man images come to mind for some. Then there is the intellectual types, or those who rely on an attempt at humor to fit in. Then, there is the sarcastic ones too, they are sarcastic about everything they say to anyone and try to hide it behind a giggle, or a laugh, saying they didn’t mean it when they did. people are funny, and you can usually read it, if your patient, and smart enough to. You learn, you see, and you react appropriately, to avoid problems. That’s my way anyway. I never judge a book by it’s cover, I learned long ago, what’s inside a person may be totally different than the cover they show. All, have a way of protecting themselves in place they have learned to do, as they go along.

After two marriages, Two of everything for 40 years, I am now back to just me. No woman in my life, no children to pay for, no big homes to care for, just a decent condo, in a 55 plus community in a small Massachusetts town. A small car and all I need to survive. I read a lot these days, some politics, some murder stories, some biographies. I build puzzles, Walk when the weather is good. I play on the internet, and watch television. It is one day at a time for me now. Shop one day for food, do my laundry as needed, cook for myself and thats my way of life, simple is all. No I do not chase the women here and never will, just so that is known by those who thought otherwise.

I decided after I was asked to try to start a Single’s Group here in my community. To be honest, I have no interest in any kind of relationship. I am doing so, to help Widows and Widowers, but, I am not qualified as a grief counselor, so I had to expand it to all singles. So I did, and will see how it goes. I know at 68 going on 69, no woman wants an old man like me, and I never was a handsome person lol. Hopefully, it will help the ladies and gents here.

The other thing that has my interest, is Veterans and what we need. Many towns have places for Veterans to go and be with others and to entertain them, as well as to provide for their care. So, I was told there was a position open on The Veteran’s Board for the town, so I thought it over. I applied in the hope I may be of assistance to the town and the Veterans. I hope in my own way I can, but time shall tell.

In January, I turn 69 years old, and I have now outlived my father, mother and step-father as well as my mother. All died between 55 and 60 years old. I have one brother is older by a few years I never see, a sister I see now and then and a younger brother who I never see also. One of the five of us died at 30 years old many years ago now. My grandfathers died in their early 70’s, one at 72 and the other at 74, as far as I know. So how long I have left is a question for me, considering I have PTSD, 6 herniated discs in my spine, and more aliments. Pain is like a second constant for me, and I survive. I had Attention Deficit Disorder and Hyper-Activity as a child. I still overcame. I am the only one in my family with a college degree I believe, so I did ok. I write a lot or poetry, short stories and this blog. I do have short stories online and poems. Life hasn’t always been a bowl of jello for me, yet I never surrender or give up. As my life goes forward, I just hope, I can live it out in peace and some happiness.

That my friends is life in a cup or tea.


I woke this AM at 5:30, and of course I stubled out of bed, like many of others, thankful at 68 years old, my eyes still open and my body still works. Like many before me, I have my bodily aches and pains and even mental angishes too. I have phyical aliments that would stop most I think, six herniated discs in my spine is a killer. Then, I add in what I grew up with, and I have adjusted to and no one sees, PTSD, Attention Deficiet Disorder, Hyper-Activity and Depression. from loes of people of I loved. IT’s been a roller coaster over the last 3 years and some months, since my wife passed, from cancer and I survived lung cancer also.

Yet, here I am at 68, when I thought I would have been dead and gone by now. Never figured on living past 40 years old due to all of it above, but here I am. Life changes over the periods of time we are alive folks. As little kids we are raised and taught what to do and not to do. Then we reach an age where we want to do what all the adults do, but can’t, we be too young right? Then we reach the age suddenly where puberty comes into affect and we notice the opposite gender and the race for, the settling down period begins. And we date, and at some point if we are lucky, we find a partner and create a relationship. We all wish for families of our own then, as we march down the wedding aisle and get married and have kids of our own.

Then, for some of us, we make it till our kids are grown and on their own. For others we end up divorced or never married. And suddenly after some years, we once again find ourselves alone due to the death or passing os the one we love. So we flounderm we run some of us, others of us handle it differently, and we isolate ourselves. In the end we come to realize, 1) We are still here, yet alone. 2) Life doesn’t stop because our partners died, it is still chugging along for us at a slower and more lonely pace, but it is. We grow tired of the loneliness, we end up watching others laugh and others enjoying life and we go why can’t I. Finally after, realizing, all of this, we go I need to live, like mankind is supposed to do. I can still have fun if I try, I can still interact with others if I wish and even if I can’t find a new partner to replace who I lost, I can still carryon and try. Life is a roller coaster folks, it has it’s ups and downs and spin arounds built into it for each of us. The question is not will it happen this way, only at what stage it will happen in our lives.

I have seen people in my life die at young ages, I have seen some go in many ways. Some drug related, some suicidal, some from cancer and more. We all see it and pray it does not happen to someone we love, but it does, and we pray also it doesn’t hit us, and for some of us it does that too. Who knows for sure what the eternal peace of death brings, no one knows what is on the other side, do we?

I sometimes reflect on my own life and wonder how I got this far. I than think of me wandering through the woods as a little boy exploring nature and more. Then I stop to think of my parents who raised me and all they did to keep me alive. Did I repay them enough for all they did, I think I did. I spent my youth, taking care of my younger siblings, helping dad rebuild a house they bought for cheap. never complained just did. I felt it was my place, to be there for my family. Of course we all grow up and as I did I slowly moved on, and helped friends in life too. When the economy went bad, jobs dried up, I couldn’t jump from job to job anymore, I joined the military. First the US Army, then the Army National Guard and finally the US Navy. That lasted for me for 16 years, but it brought me injuries, and I still carried on. I was married twice, first time 12 years, the second 28 till my wife passed. Two daughters, four grandchildren, two step grandchildren two, yet satisfaction is hard to find. Your children move on and have their own lives, you lose the money and time to see them and life still progresses on.

Then one day after your spouse and lover is gone, you wake up and realize time has moved on. Your alone, staring at the world and going once again, how do I fit in? We can’t change how it happens, we are dealt it you see, it is all fate and destiny. Some make bad decisions, and take their own lives, some do drugs and get involved in vice. In desperation mankind will do anything to try to survive and fit in to a society that can be at times cruel and evil. Most avoid it, but there will always be some who fall into it all and never recover or come out of it. We can’t change people, even if we love them, demons can be hidden inside mankind we can not see.

Now I sit back at 68 and reflect on what I have lived thru, and some would be amazed if they knew. yet, no one knows what goes on behind closed doors, of the human mind. So, I go on, and one each day, dealing with my own inner demons, emotions, feeling and thoughts, like many others around me do too. We just do and makeit work for ourselves and try to be kind to everyone else. It’s called life folks and dealing with it, we do so daily. So, I continue to waddle along, laughing, talking or even singing a song. Not everyone will like you, not everyone will want you around or near, but, you have every right just like them to be here. So we choose, who we talk to, we choose who we like, we make friends with some, and with others we fight. In the end as we go on, we come to realize, we don’t all look like a movie star and thats no surprise. we deal with who we are individually, and we gravitate to where we fit in eventually. That my friends is life in a cup or tea.

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 !

Random thoughts on Judging, world events, fates and writing!


      Judging others from what others tell you or what you hear is wrong period. Unless of course you are dealing with people who are criminals, or mentally ill, then you should listen. But if you listen to people about everything others says about someone you will never get to know anyone in life. It’s not a mystery that communication and social interaction builds friendships and romantic relationships, but it is a mystery that some people can not handle social interactions and relationship because of personal problems of their own for one. But life is a mystery folks, each day that goes by, brings new lessons, new views and new people into your life if you are active. So remember don’t prejudge, at least give people a chance, because the next person you meet could be your lover, friend for life if you let them.

Talking about people and meetings and such, remember one thing, the fates drive us and the lives we live on earth not us, necessarily.  We are all put here to complete the missions we were intended to do, by a being more powerful than us for sure. And once we complete those missions we return to from which we came, it is a cycle and we more than likely come back in a different form or body to complete more missions, for they are never ever always completed are they? We all ultimately face the inevitable position of departing this earth, people and leaving behind people we love or pets or belongings, it’s just a fact of life. So what ever you do enjoy each moment your here on earth, for our time is limited and when you get older you realize it more or when you get cancer or any other disease you realize it so much more. Sad huh, but true, death shall overtake all of us in due time. It’s just another fact of existence isn’t it folks?

Enough of this depressing subject now, anyway, lets talk about current events. MH 370 the flight that disappeared is no where to be found it seems. All leads are going in the direction of garbage we threw in the ocean and that is killing sea life and polluting is all. Did anyone ever think about how the IceBerg in Alaska and the South Pole are melting at a furious rate and how the oceans are rising? At the current rate, of the melting of these polar points and icebergs, the ocean is rising at a very surprising rate, and many of the current land masses will be flooded over and mankind will have to crowd in together to survive at all. So what about that stuff folks is anyone paying attention to it in the world or are we all just la de da daing thru it all?

Closer for today, I write because it helps me as a disabled Veteran and a PTSD, to express events or items that happen in my life out loud and to allow others to understand me in many ways. It is a therapy for many Veterans or sufferers of PTSD, and we all do it to make living life more easier for us all. No one is perfect in the world and although many of us serve our country in times of war or peace, we also, sacrifice, and give up many rights and so much time to protect and defend not just the country and our way of life, but also the people we love the most. I think many in America do not realize  that what drives the service men and women in the USA to do the best they can, and fight so hard is the thought of their family and love ones back home. So please remember,they don’t do it for the honor or the glory or even the benefits they get, we do it for those we love, we leave behind so they can live in peace and love and honor.

Final Item for today: my writings are online in Amazon E-book form, and I have done now 41 different works of different sizes and of different subjects. I try to make them interesting and amusing for some, factual for others or about history, even did a few little romance stories and poems. I hope, that some of you will take the chance, to look them up and enjoy them at the cheap prices I posted them at, for as a Disabled American Veteran, I could use any help I can get with them.

  Here is a list of my works and more are there then this:

          
The Project Murders, in Broad-View Acres -http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00D3QZZU8
“Tick, Tock The Infernal Clock” —-http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00CDU0FIC
“Fishing Days with Dad” ——http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00CXYI8MS
“Abraham- A Man of Contradictions” —-http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00CWNZ3Y6
“My Maria”—http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00CS3BTOS
“Rusty The Beagle” —–http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00CQ3S4LG
“Angie’s Folly”—–http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00CPMGIAC
“Three Mandolin Murder Mysteries in One!” —–http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00COQNJ38
“Wails of an Attention Deficit and Hyperactive Child” —http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00CO92VOS
“Three Navy Stories” —-http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00CNW9C7U
“Three Amigos”–http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00CNV5FMW
“Passing on……………………”—http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00CMXC952
“God Damn It!”—-http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00CMXD1TU
“Women are in Charge!”—http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00CLXBS4Q
“WHy Hide It?” —-http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00CK7F696
“The Poems of W.M.M.” —-http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00CHQPNQQ
“National Guard Hereos”—-http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00CIH88HU
“The Holy Land Murder”—-http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00CCCZQ8A
“The Poems of W.M.M.” —-http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00CHQPNQQ
“Romance,Sex and Fools”—http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00CH6VX1U
“What Really Happened to Alex?” —http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00CGPDBX0
“Unattainable Love”—-http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00CGPDGDU
“The Northern Woods Murders”—-http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00CGMRXDC

 

Thanks for Reading my Blog: William

 

 

 

 

Cancer/ Things I did right!


        The problem with having Cancer is simple and true to form for all who have it, your body has turned against you and created the cells that can kill you. Yo kill it and fight it takes more from you too, for the operations, chemicals and radiation will sapp more energy from the person who has it weakening them, as they fight to stay alive. Then if you survive it you must come back from it to survive many more years or even a short period of time! Crazy right, well, I fight this battle now, my grandfather died of it, my father died of it, my step-father died of it, My Mother died of it, and my second wife has survived it. Now it is really my turn, and all I can do at times is keep a straight face even when I feel like breaking down and crying. Checking your own morality and mortality, is scary for all of us and I know that, more than most. But it is all one day at a time now, as I count down to the operation 29 days away. 

Yesterday’s blog I spoke of Regrets and what I thought I did wrong and missed, due to either things in my control or controlled by someone else.  Today I want to talk about some things I did right, I overcame Hyperactivity and Attention Deficit Disorder on my own as a child basically. I helped raise my siblings in anyway I could, I helped friends with problems and to overcome their fears and more. I went on to leave High School as a Junior and to get a GED anyway. I joined the Army failed, and refused to surrender and joined the Army National Guard and then the US Navy for 12 more years.  I loved and respected my first wife and had two of everything with her, including two beautiful daughters I love dearly, no matter where they be today.  I went on to graduate college with an Associate’s Degree in Hotel Management with a 3.7 grade point average at 40 years old. So I did accomplish some pluses for the world and myself. I write little stories and poems and share them with the world thru Kindle e-books on Amazon and Kobo Publishing and WattPad .com. My writings are not Hemingways’ nor are they Shakespeare’s or even  Robert Ludlum‘s, but they are my stories I tried to share with all. I overcame False Accusations, and survived childhood beatings and mental abuse. I live with PTSD, Sleep Apnea, Six Herniated Discs in my spine, and now cancer of the lungs.  As my surgery date gets nearer I just hope I have done enough to be remembered as decent person who cared.  God Bless folks, and I shall keep blogging as I go along, if I can.

 

Jobs/Help/Writing/ My Stories


       Yesterday, I attended a meeting with my wife of an Organization intended to help people, Financially and many other ways. People today may think many things are scams, lies, even games but this company does what it says it will and pulls it off. Insurance, for health, life, cars, homes,, Legal Help Prepaid , and an option that allows you to get a job part-time or full-time running your own business! Now the thing is you have to like helping people, you have to like people and communicate openly and do the job, or like any other business, you won’t make it. If done right and you follow what those above you say do and follow the program you can be financially free in five to seven years without a problem!  Does it sound good to you, do you think you could handle it and commit to being a worker in it? Contact my wife and ask her about a business opportunity or help in any of the financial areas I mentioned at mmccurach@comcast.net!

      Next, among some out there, I get complaints on my writing, and stories. They say I did not make them long enough to be called books, I admit I only do short stories not long books and I don’t charge much for what I write. I am only beginning to understand writing as a hobby and job and trying to make what I write as worth while to others and convey what I felt or lived through or what my mind creates for fictional stories. So if you read my works most were not intended to be books but were written into book form for me to make a few dollars extra any help would be appreciated.

Now, talking my stories, I did a few new ones I have posted on Amazon’s Kindle E-books; I hope some will find them interesting enough to try them: 

“Disappearing Hams”— A Navy Story with Humor-http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00DZPFKYS

“False Accusations”—-http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00DYAID6G- A Story of how one child’s false accusations almost ruined many lives!

“The Flying Christmas Tree“——-http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00DV80T9A— The Story of how Christmas went out the back door one year!

“Tick, Tock The Infernal Clock”
http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00CDU0FIC
My Story I Wrote, on E-Books on Amazon’s KIndle E-Books

http://www.amazon.com/Amazon-com-Kindle-for-Android/dp/B004DLPXAO/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1369313575&sr=8-1&keywords=kindle+software+for+pc This is the Kindle Reader App for Windows PCS

As a Disabled American Veteran, I  try to write what I have lived or experienced or every once in a while a totally imaginative story comes to mind and i produce it. I hope when you look at my works, you notice most are fueled by life’s experiences and written in short form because it is how I convey them. Also, since there is not much else a disabled veteran can do, I do this to keep my mind and soul going strong. Thanks to all who read my works and help me to get across the things I say.

 

Writing and Programs!


     Writing is a past time for me and I like to do it you see. It is like therapy for a mind stressed out or filled with nightmares and depression. A way to make statements to tell stories and events that happened in real life but change the names and places so no one gets hurt. Yet writing as much fun as it may be to relieve these things for people, it is also an art I am not great at. I try to, I try to I come up short sometimes, or make spelling or grammar errors or the story line is too boring or I repeat things. I have been working on the problems but I find there may not be too many writing places online that  have proper programs to post it all on the Internet with. They are faulty in different ways, no grammar checking, no spell checking, you have to align everything just right to make it work or it looks disjointed or messy or doesn’t line up right. It’s a slow painful process to put a decent story or book online these days.

       Microsoft‘s  Word allows me to set margins, indent, check grammar and spelling, and save as needed till I am ready to go on or end. Yet other programs do that too, but not as good as Word for me.  Each time you write a rant, a rave, a poem, a story or any other thing online including this blog you have to check it all out before you post it or it will never be read or understood if it is.

        Blogs are meant for different subjects and reasons and voices are heard worldwide in many languages and styles. Every nation, culture, race, color or nationality has bloggers today and that is vital to world communication and education. Bloggers today discuss the subjects that affect the world, their nations. politics and much more. That is the purpose of such an exercise and writing, to express what you feel or disagree with, or like, or hate in the written word and get it off your chest so to say, it does work folks.

       But serious writers, try to flesh out characters, locations, and more in stories, details are in the works so to say. I am learning as a writer not all my works are good or even worth reading, but I attempt anyway because I want to, number 1 and number two, because I believe somewhere out there is someone who will understand what I write and like it. All I can do is hope they come up with better writing programs to smooth it all out, help with grammar, dictionaries and formats and more. I try, Lord I try to tell my stories, poems, raves and rants, but sometimes unlike most writers I trip over words and make mistakes. But the ideas, the thoughts, the verses and more get out there and seem to hit some in the mind and heart. Thank God!

My online Works ae Assemble on WattPad.com

Link-http://www.wattpad.com/user/WilliamMcCurrach

 

The Writing Bug!


Each day I wonder what subject to cover in my blog, or what story or poem to write. How does one decide what to put in writing and tell the world or private friends or family?  You don’t want your life explained or examined by strangers or anyone else, so you tend to stay with subjects meant for the public to  read and care about.

       I have covered so many subjects on my blog from Politics, Republican primaries, Democratic too, and benefits that will affect the whole senior population over 50 in the United States. Items such as will Social Security be there for those who paid into it, or will it be all borrowed out? Will Medicaid and Medicare still be there, or will they be phased out by the rich so the poor have nothing left to lean on?

       I have covered the Death of a Diva in Whitney Houston, who all now know died a cocaine related death in a bathtub at age 48. The sad loss of such a talented person hits us everyday, in many ways and each of us is affected a little differently.

       Doctors fighting Cancer, illnesses, and more I have written about. I did a story called The Disease which deals with the rising rate of cancer among people in the USA and how it has affected my life and my beliefs and my way of thinking.

       My stories range of love, and death, and Naval life, but the biggest stories I have ever told are family stories the stories of parents gone wrong, children in pain and survivors.

        My poems have ranges the same breath and width of the human soul, from love, to lust, to health and to death, yet I still fight a subject and write as much as I can, hoping humanity will experience and understand what I say and enjoy some of it. Am I wrong for doing so, I doubt it and i don’t tend to use language that can disturb or upset people I write in plain American English is all.

        The hardest part for any story-teller, poem teller or blog writer, is to flesh out what you write about to show the emotions, fears and cares of the people you write on and the scenes have to be vivid and catching too. The subjects can range of course but we all know, what the audience really wants is something to catch their mind and grab them and carry them through the story so they can look at family and friends and show them or repeat it themselves.

       Doris Kearns Goodwin does that, Robert Ludlum did that when he was alive, and Jack London did it also in the early 1900s. Writing such as Poe gave us poems that hit the soul and make us think, Shakespeare wrote so many plays he is never forgotten. Singers and writers write songs of stories and songs of love, they may range from rock and roll to country to even classical, but they still write and pass it all on.

       America’s past and its future is built on writers and the stories, ideas and poems and songs they write. It is a country that learns lessons from the written, sung and spoken words. In the end it can be the writers of all kinds that can bring the world to  peace or destruction by what they write and show to all of us. Writers carry a large responsibility as well as the respect of many in the world. We all look for the items written that touch our souls, hearts and minds and we find them written by people who are in the end human in every way. That is what is called the writing bug that bites many humans in the world.