A perfect day

The coffee was weak, my toast was burnt, and my omelet tasted bland. My wife’s breakfast wasn’t much better—her crêpes looked soggy and lumpy. That’s not all. The restaurant was loud and had a strange echo and a cold breeze shook me every time a customer opened the door. Despite the food and the surroundings, …

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Would you like paper or plastic?

For some reason, the idea seemed to boggle my mind: I could buy anything I wanted from the grocery story. I walked through the small bakery area and tried to decide what I was going to get. I couldn’t stop looking at the display of cinnamon sticky buns. I still had on the little aprons …

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Planning my day off

I’m giddy with excitement. I’m like a kid on Christmas eve. Instead of getting up early and getting dressed for work, I’m taking a vacation day next week. In corporate speak, I'm taking a PTO (paid time-off) Day; in common everyday language, I’m taking a day off for me. Right now, I have absolutely nothing …

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Taking a snow day!

California has the sun. Oh the beautiful sun. Florida has the beaches. They’ve got Pennsylvania beat by a mile, but William Penn’s commonwealth does have one thing they can only dream about: Snow Days. I woke up the other day to  dreary skies and a forecast of several inches of snow and ice. Most of …

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Fast and furious and going nowhere fast

I know that I've written blogs on this topic before, but I just couldn't resist. ----------------------------- I let off the brake and moved my car a few feet ahead before braking again. A line of red brake lights, two-lanes deep, spread before me in the darkened horizon like a pack of ants crawling in formation. …

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A farmer, a car salesman, and a preacher walk into a bar

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood and it's gotten me thinking lately about the road not taken: a car salesman, preacher, insurance carrier, farmer, and steel worker to name a few possible roads. These are all fine careers. When I was a kid, I couldn’t wait to get out of my hometown and make …

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Making a home a home: A fight over furniture & craftmanship

I turned the Phillips head screwdriver and I could hear my father in the back of my head. He would’ve hated the cheap feel of the table. He would have questioned if I had picked up anything that he had taught me. When my father was alive, he used to restore antique furniture. He would …

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