Michael Xavier Boggins

Father and Son

By |2024-05-31T01:30:13+00:00April 25th, 2020|Categories: Blog, Contemplative, Creative, Relationships|

When a boy, I helped my father with household projects—I liked being with him and enjoyed discovering how things worked. Yet very young, I had much to learn of the trades practiced by plumber, carpenter, electrician, and so on. I seemed to emerge from womb with a patient manner willing to take time to study situation [...]

Bad Fuel

By |2024-05-31T01:34:07+00:00April 5th, 2020|Categories: Blog, Contemplative, Creative, Relationships|

This falls into the, “I should have made a better decision”, bin. Yes, I was young and didn’t know how tenacious water can be in finding low ground, but those are excuses. This then is the second story in which I describe how I unwittingly “screwed” my brother. I was driving an old telephone van purchased [...]

Autumn Meal

By |2024-06-03T00:49:08+00:00March 7th, 2020|Categories: Blog, Contemplative, Creative, Relationships|

When attending university I had little in the way of resources and when, on infrequent occasions, I stepped out for a meal I was selective. At the time I was living in an old apartment building in an artsy neighborhood, whose main street was lined with shops, a nightclub or two, and a restaurant or two. [...]

Learning to Read

By |2024-06-03T00:50:19+00:00February 21st, 2020|Categories: Blog, Contemplative, Creative, Relationships|

I believe in was seventh grade when the experiment began. I’m certain there was a professor, the inventor, who sat in an office clad with raised panel mahogany walls who believed he was advancing a generation, and if the stakes were lower you could chalk it up as an interesting study in mass education, but it [...]

Feline Co-worker

By |2024-06-03T00:51:40+00:00November 26th, 2019|Categories: Blog, Contemplative, Creative|

I was installing new solid vinyl tile in a beautiful home in a beautiful suburb—the hardest part being the preparation. In order to achieve the optimum result I first needed to lay a lauan sub-floor. This plywood was hand nailed with 1.25 inch ring-shank with spacing between nail no more than two inches at seams and [...]

The Convenience Store

By |2024-06-11T01:06:26+00:00November 10th, 2019|Categories: Blog, Contemplative, Creative|

I was a handy man of sorts and had just departed my current worksite—it had been a long day. A restroom visit before leaving job site would have been wise, but the drive home was all of two miles and I foresaw no problems. One detour was taken, that being a left into the parking lot [...]

The Party

By |2024-06-11T01:08:08+00:00August 31st, 2019|Categories: Blog, Contemplative, Creative|

For the purpose of story, I’ll rename my Business Law teacher Mr. Jenson. It was day one of the new High School year and I walked into classroom five minutes after lesson commenced. I can’t remember the precise reason for my tardiness, I believe I was lost, but it mattered little. As I crossed threshold Mr. [...]

Orange Cat

By |2024-06-11T01:09:16+00:00February 19th, 2019|Categories: Blog, Contemplative, Creative, Relationships|

I believe I was five when first a member of the animal kingdom joined our family.  A neighbor’s cat gave birth to litter and we (brother, sister, and I), pled case our family could do a good deed by taking in one of the new arrivals.  Promising we’d take on all duties of care and using [...]

Wolfhound Walks

By |2024-06-11T01:10:24+00:00January 14th, 2019|Categories: Blog, Contemplative, Creative, Relationships|

For a twelve year period we owned an Irish wolfhound.  Owned is a misnomer of course, as all who have lived with pets can testify.  My experience has been animals believe they are equals and behave accordingly.  An ancient breed, wolfhounds are gentle, proud, stoic, and confident of their standing.  Our Tiggy or Tig, as we [...]

Police Encounter

By |2024-06-11T01:11:54+00:00September 15th, 2018|Categories: Blog, Contemplative, Creative, Relationships|

I had recently given up work in the construction field to pursue an engineering degree.  My parents wanted me to go to school and put me up to get me started.  I drove a Datsun pickup that apart from body ran well and was reliable.  Datsun became Nissan and in the ensuing years they, like all [...]

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