Michael Shay's Hummingbirdminds

Top part of an image posted by an old friend from L.A. I told the friend I wouldn't use his/her/their name due to the fact that it's...

A. Friend (not a real name) told me that she and her husband are traveling to Washington, D.C., this week to see the National Museum of Afri...

Antiwar protests on college campuses are in the news and it’s no longer 1970. In the spring of 2024, young people are objecting to Israel’s ...

Jerry Lewis played a hospital orderly in “The Disorderly Orderly.” In it, he’s a bumbling idiot with a heart of gold, a type he’s played bef...

Here’s how I used to think about World War 2. It was our father’s and mother’s war. My father joined up early in ’42 and served as a radioma...

There’s magic in Elmore Leonard’s writing. In his novels, he tells a whopping good story and entrances the reader with the banter among char...

Casting about on the new book releases during the summer, I came across "Ridgeline," a new novel by Michael Punke. He's the au...

A recommendation letter written on official stationery from United States Post-Office No. 18859, Mason, Ohio: July 27, 1914 To Whom It M...

A remembrance for what once was called Armistice Day and now Veteran’s Day. My paternal grandfather, Raymond Arthur Shay, enlisted in the ...

M as in Mike I as in India K as in Kilo E as in Echo That’s the spelling of my nickname in the International Radiotelephony Spelli...

In February, when Trump announced plans for his grandiose Fourth of July celebration, conservative commentator Bill Kristol responded on Twi...

The war was World War I or The Great War, as it was known before there was a second installment to worldwide slaughter. In the village of Ry...

We called her Mom. She insisted. Never found out her real name. Her husband Tally called her "dear" or "hon" in the Sout...

"This job stinks," I complained to Ronnie. He looked at me over a pile of dirty laundry. Smoke from a Marlboro wreathed his fa...