Wild Postcards

I’ve always enjoyed Richard Bach’s work, though it gets a little out there at times.  He also has a tendency to hit you over the head with the point he’s trying to make.  But the idea that life is more than going to work to earn the money to buy the food to get the [...]

It doesn’t bother me that boy-crazy Stacy is gazing dreamily at our near-shirtless lifeguard-slash-medic with his perfect hair and chiseled pecs. What bothers me is the way that the medic is staring back. It’s creeping me right out. Is this what little girls read nowadays? Thank goodness my grandchildren are boys. This is a “surprise” [...]