THE VIEW FROM MY RECLINER
E.E. Rickey is a figment of his own imagination, part fact and part fiction. He has held a number of jobs over the years, including bagging groceries at a corner grocery, delivering flowers for a florist, clerking for a clothing store and taking toll on a bridge. It is no coincidence that they are all out of business. He is currently on sabbatical from assisting his wife in her first grade Sunday School class – she is the teacher, he is the bouncer. He likes to write about the day-to-day humorous shortfalls people experience in their walk, most of which are provided from his own stumbling efforts. He is usually unsure of the question, but that does not stop him from offering an opinion. Having written for the Columbus Dispatch, The Community Common, New Christian Voices and Chinese fortune cookies, he is proudest of several letters of complaint to governmental officials. His wife has gone through the drama of raising three children to adulthood, with Rickey mentioned in the credits. They have seven grandchildren, all of whom are paying their parents back for their own childhoods. Residing just off the beaten path, if you want to communicate with him, he suggests you contact the Federal Witness Protection Program.
The View From My Recliner 