Paul W. Jackson

Fixing what wasn’t broken

Fixing what wasn’t broken

Fixing what wasn’t broken By Paul W. Jackson As bees float from one flower to the next, guided by navigation only they understand,there’s quiet and peace between blueberry rows. It’s spring as they work, and the bees are frenzied. They have their own agenda, and...
Some lives don’t matter

Some lives don’t matter

Some lives don’t matterby Paul W. Jackson Except for a few hateful deer flies, each life matters. But not to everyone. On obituary pages, it’s statistically uncommon to find people we know. Mostly, they’re strangers. If we recognize a name,...