“Are you a good man or a great one?” The question has been circling in my head for days, and I am not sure of how I want to answer it, but I have to try. The simple answer is to say you are a good man hoping to be great, or maybe a great … More Are you a good man or a great one?
Shirley was my neighbor, my adoptive grandmother, and my boss. She was the mayor of the small hamlet of a neighborhood that I live in, in the heart of Oklahoma City, off the artery of I-44 and the vein of Penn Avenue. She had lived there since the inception of the neighborhood in 1953, her … More The Dame of Wileman’s Third
Today in some place that is far from here, a little girl is waking up. She is rubbing the last bit of dream from her eyes and starting to stretch out her arms as if to expand her universe more than it already is. She is sitting up, taking notice that she is not bigger, … More Today
Good Morning, First off, thank you so much for the wonderful email you sent me the other day. I always enjoy them, even though I have to scan them first and see how long they are before I can actually start the process of reading them. I just am trying to figure out if I … More Dear Savage
I belong to a very special club. There are no membership dues, although the price to get in is the ultimate one, and it isn’t paid by any of the members themselves. To be a member, you don’t apply, you don’t get an interview or even have to perform some crazy ritualistic maneuver. You simply … More The Dead Dads Society
She was the funny one. Or, the funnier one. The more fun one. We would fight about who was funnier, funny girl and I, but she definitely was the funny one. She wasn’t silly, or crude or over expressive. She would never do stand up comedy or hold court at a house party. She was … More Funny Girl
After three miles of chasing, it was time to finally kill the rabbit. The chase was good, but there comes a time when you need to take the rabbit, to put behind what has been in front of you. You have to kill the rabbit eventually. I had been chasing the rabbit since the … More Chasing Rabbits
You don’t want to mess with the man at the end of the bar. He is there for a reason, and if you choose to upset that condition, you probably don’t want to see the consequences. Anyone that is capable of sitting at the end of the bar and letting the world judge them as … More The man at the end of the bar.
I have to tell you a story, a real story, not a fake one, or should I say make believe. The story is real, the person is real, but the name isn’t. I changed to the name because the name isn’t important to you, but it is important for the real person, of this real … More The Right Fielder
The man in the hood appreciates your sentiments, he really does. He thinks it’s wonderful that you are willing to stick your neck out on social media to protest the murder of his friend that got his neck crushed. The man in the hood will just ask you one question, one question that perhaps you … More The Man in the Hood
Welcome to MarkBrownPT 