Think, Laugh, & Cry Each Day
The human brain is a wonderful and crazy thing. (That's another way of saying this blog is for the writing geeks like myself.) I wrote a piece recently about how our daughter became ill and we rushed her to the ER. She had been ill for a couple of weeks, but her fever soon broke and... Continue Reading →
Nittany, our twelve-year old Lhasa Apso – Bichon Frise dog, stood at attention on the armrest of the sofa glaring at the intruder. She looked at him the way a detective sneers at a career criminal, trying to get him to confess to a string of burglaries. Her eyes never let him out of her... Continue Reading →
I sat in the car in the Walmart parking lot staring straight ahead. I was trying to make, what was up to that point, the toughest decision of my life. I guess I should correct that and say I was "re-thinking" the toughest decision of my life. The editor of a small newspaper in upstate... Continue Reading →
My wife pointed out the gas station. When I passed it, she didn't comment or say anything. She just shook her head back-and-forth and let out a little “I told you so” smirk. I laughed too, because I knew exactly what she was thinking. Even now with the petroleum industry charging an arm and a... Continue Reading →
I carried our young daughter into the emergency room. I had one arm holding her back and another underneath her legs, cradling her in my arms. My wife followed closely by my side. The nurse at the front desk took one look at the three of us from behind her monitor and pointed to a... Continue Reading →
I see the train coming down the tracks. The smart thing would be to move, to get out of the way, but I'm memorized. I can't take a step back or a forward, my legs are full of jelly. Yes, my wife and I enter the high school and take an empty seat in the... Continue Reading →
I’ve been watching the news lately, especially the political name-calling that seems to happen on a daily basis and I’ve been wondering: What does it mean anymore to be a Republican? The question should be easy to answer, but I find it utterly impossible to put into a few words. I grew up in a... Continue Reading →
When my oldest son was a young boy, he would dress-up in a white t-shirt and green camo pants and play soldier. He’d march out the backdoor with a pack over his shoulder and his bb gun, where he’d set up targets in the yard. The bb gun was far from the best. It was... Continue Reading →
My wife and I sat down at the restaurant and ordered our dinner. My wife had a tough week, and we needed a relaxing night out. I tried to focus on my wife, but I couldn’t stop looking at the guy sitting in the far corner. The guy looked normal enough. He was tall and... Continue Reading →
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