My mother brought me up right. She taught my brothers and me that anytime you travel somewhere — could be to visit a longtime friend or an acquaintance, it doesn't matter — you should always bring a gift. The size of the gift didn't matter, could be a simple as some homemade cookies, but no... Continue Reading →
Still fighting the good fight
I find it interesting the things that carve out a place in our minds. For example, I can't remember our grocery list without writing it out on a piece of paper, or even the name of the guy that I met thirty minutes ago. However, I can tell you exactly where I was thirty-some years... Continue Reading →
All peopled out
I love people. I really do. Friendly ones and “stay off my lawn” ones, chatty ones and quiet ones, me-first ones and helper ones — the world is full of many different types and I like them all. However, my internal gas gauge is running on fumes. The gauge is placed firm on the E... Continue Reading →
Back to vinyl
My son got a record player last year and it’s been fun talking with him about music across the decades and albums he should collect. There’s been talk of classic must-have albums like Led Zeppelin and Pink Floyd and new ones like The Weekend. (Over his break, he didn’t really care for my wife’s suggestion... Continue Reading →
See ya soon, Dad!
(Reposted from Nov. 13, 2017) I had the dream again. It’s the same one I’ve had for months. I’m walking on one of my favorite wooded, running trails. It’s Autumn. The trees are a bright orange, red, and yellow. Every curve, every twist, in the trail brings out a new colorful surprise. Large antlered deer,... Continue Reading →
See you again soon!
When you ask people about their favorite books, you'll get a lot of votes for To Kill a Mockingbird by Harper Lee; Pride and Prejudice by Jane Austen; The Great Gatsby by F. Scott Fitzgerald; Anna Karenina by Leo Tolstoy; and many others. Many folks often point to Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone by... Continue Reading →
Sweet, sweet poetry to my ears
Oh, my teacher meant well. My seventh-grade teacher tried to introduce my class to the joy of poetry. She tasked us with finding a poem that we liked and then reciting it from memory to rest of the class. We had a limited selection of poems to choose. Half of the class, meaning most of... Continue Reading →
New year, new goals
Happy New Year! When I decided to go back to college and earn my master's degree in the early 2000s, I remember laughing out loud at the goal. It seemed so brazen and outlandish. I had a demanding job and three small kids. My wife and I were already busy, how would I ever find... Continue Reading →

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