An antique in a fast-paced Ikea world

I looked up from my desk and my math homework. My father had called from our kitchen and asked me to help him carry something to the basement. I was annoyed, but it wasn't like I was making any progress completing my homework. I had been staring at the same calculus problem for the past... Continue Reading →

Two thumbs up!

Writer Daniel Pink went on social media recently and wrote down a few things that are underrated. His list was short Reading the print edition of a newspaper instead of the digital version.Going for a walk.Making lists. I grew up with newspapers, yes, they really existed before this thing we call the internet and I... Continue Reading →

Stop me if you’ve heard this one before

I read something over the weekend that laid out some good advice. The writer talked about how we learn from our kids. He wrote that he watched his son respond to some adversity in his life and in reflecting on the challenge, the writer learned that it was exactly what he needed to overcome his... Continue Reading →

A memorable Father’s Day

One year for Father’s Day, I got a colorful tie with Winnie the Pooh, Tigger and a pot of honey. Another year, I got a coffee cup to take to work. Over the years, my kids have surprised me with a more than a few "Father's Day Breakfasts in Bed."  I’ve enjoyed all my presents,... Continue Reading →

Life is a highway

I flip through the cardboard box of compact discs and my heart tugs. CDs of every genre — rock, country, jazz, christian and classical — are scattered in the box. One of the first ones that I see is the soundtrack to the movie Cars. I turn the CD over to look at the order... Continue Reading →

A conspiracy story: Fighting Adulthood

I raced down the stairs and out the office. With one hand, I loosened my tie and top button of my shirt, with the other, I held tight onto my car keys. The week was over and I would soon be on my way to freedom. When I finally reached my car, I threw my bag... Continue Reading →

Man’s best friend is out to get me

Most dogs love to play with their owner, they guard them, they even lick their owner's hands to say thank you. My dog, Nittany, a Lhasa-Apsa and Bichon Frise mix, hates me. I've written about Nittany plenty of times over the past twelve years, and I'm convinced that she's really trying to get me killed.... Continue Reading →

My little black book

I reviewed my day and made three imaginary check marks in my imaginary little black book.  I donated a few dollars to the American Red Cross and scheduled a day and time in my calendar to give blood, check mark. I kept my cool, but stood up to a peer, who has a tendency to speak... Continue Reading →

Love thy neighbor

I think of the insurance company rep who was short with me when I called about a bill that I got in the mail. “No sir, I can't help you, you have to call your doctor,” she scolded me like I was ten years old. I think of the guy in the two-hour meeting who... Continue Reading →

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