Growing up on the farmlands outside Gettysburg, Pennsylvania, I learned to see God in small things—October light on harvested fields, the rhythm of daily work, the music hidden in ordinary moments.

My life has been a study in patterns: three years in the Army, three Master's degrees (Music, Counseling Psychology, Business), 43 years married to my muse who has kept every poem I've written for her. I taught myself guitar between deployments. I now manage counseling offices, helping people navigate trauma, addiction, and the hard work of healing.

I write haiku, lyric poetry, and philosophical and psychological verse exploring faith, family, and the sacred in the mundane. My subjects are the ones I love: my wife, our three daughters, their husbands, and our four grandchildren—the voices that rise over dishwater, the laughter that becomes song.

I also compose music and write theological reflections as a Christian, always seeking the intersection of beauty, truth, and grace.

Favorite Poets: William Blake, Edgar Allan Poe, Emily Dickinson, Walt Whitman, John Keats, Sylvia Plath, T.S. Eliot, Robert Frost, Mary Oliver, Rumi, William Butler Yeats

You could say my life is an asymmetrical symphony of words, music, and love, where God is the conductor and my family is the orchestra. Now, as a haiku (one of my favorite genres):

Dinner dishes clink—
our voices rise over water,
then laughter, then song