Where the grass lands roll in stretches like an endless tossing sea, To the mountains white and hoary, over ranges wide and free, Where the country lies unbroken, and the soft prairie breezes blow, It is there my heart turns fondly and the siren bids me go. It is far from cares and worries … More The Call From the West
There is refuge in the road, A diplomacy for the mind, A going to, and a getting away, A task and a respite. There is refuge in the road. The engine roars to life And we accelerate out of the ordinary. There is refuge in the road. The hills and valleys roll past, … More There is Refuge in the Road
For once I thought I might escape if only for a moment my hopelessly bourgeois life, so I brought my guitar to the annual Newton Kight summer picnic this year to host a sing along. Wow what a terrible venue. Silver Lake picnic shelter next to a four lane. We shared our cheeseburgers in paradise … More I Would Really Rather Be Jimmy Buffett
Friday night I cracked a beer and recorded some comments about conflict, of family law and of the demise of Western Civilization, and how no one is going to write a heroic poem about being a family law lawyer. I look ahead and see no Homer in my future. After a tough day in Superior … More Pete Pattersons Open Mike Night
Instruction #85: Never encourage anyone to become a lawyer. … More Life’s Little Instruction Book
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My sister and I sit on the Coca-Cola ice water chest in front of the Atlantic Richfield service station watching the cars emerge from the heat shimmers off the highway, then disappear into them again. It is about 100 degrees and really dry. Occasionally we have to get off…
A brief poem by William Ernest Henley, 1849-1903, sums up a fundamental foundation of character; Be the man you can be, rise to the occassion, no matter what the time or the fashion. You will have your dignity. I do not know who he was writing about but history is full of remarkable people who … More I Am the Captain of My Soul
