Archive - Hello, Mr. Wilson!

As I walk down the final hill and leave the forest, I look up. I see the finger of rock extending from the butte where you now rest; the lone tree that…

Aug 25, 2024 •

Brent C. Wilson

Today is Sadie's birthday. Her 44th, a number which wouldn’t have meant much to her. Sadie didn’t fret over her age.

Aug 12, 2024 •

Brent C. Wilson

July 2024

I am drawing upon many “first” memories for comfort today. They are not enough — no memory ever will be. But they are good and warm and happy, and for…

Jul 5, 2024 •

Brent C. Wilson

April 2024

Every Day I Talk To Her

Six months ago today I woke up, dressed in the dark, and went for a run.

Apr 9, 2024 •

Brent C. Wilson

November 2023

October 2023

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