Renton – A Short Story by Bob Sterry. Renton was aware of what had happened the moment he awoke. Like most middle aged men at the declining end of that age, his waking moments were not usually a joyous realization that life, his life, was continuing, and could be expected to be replete with fresh new experiences, br…

London Road

London Road – Poetry by Bob Sterry. That short wispy haired lady; Fighting her way against the wind; Up the London Road; Is my Mother.; Lips pursed she is returning; From the hairdressers, the post office; And has yet to pick up steak a…

Betty’s Laptop

Betty’s Laptop – A Short Story by Bob Sterry. Also known as ‘Wishing Keys’. Neither Bob nor Betty had any idea what half a century of living with the same person meant when they were married in a decade when traditional ceremonies were still popular. In particul…

Remote Outrage

I went to the BLM meeting at the park in our town Tuesday night. There were speakers of all ages addressing a crowd of three or four hundred. Until I start a more active and involved plan that might add to what appears to be a movement in the country, my outrage is remote. Remote and useless.

Technology Should Be Able To Fix This

This is something technology should be able to fix and something that I have failed to understand for decades. The paragraph below is a post from 2009 about the failure of technology to silence something that it surely could. Of course, leaf blowers, power washers, lawn mowers, weed whackers, and any other device powered by a tiny, under 200 c.c. gas engine.

Yellow Pole Theater on the MAX

Yellow Pole Theater on the MAX – Poetry by Bob Sterry. Episode 1 – I smiled at them; And their small child in his stroller; Only the man smiled back; Climbing aboard the southbound MAX; Clinging to the yellow poles; Framed by the yellow poles; In a transit theater.