I’m a lover of words and phrases and good punctuation. I love how they give us structure but evolve to meet our changing needs. For instance, I love how we’ve created “Adulting,” “Doomscrolling,” and “Super-spreader” to explain modern-day, 21st century life. Adulting: the practice of behaving in a way characteristic of a responsible adult, especially... Continue Reading →
All peopled out!
A few months ago, my wife looked at me like I had three heads. It was the middle of the afternoon, and we hadn’t been out long, just an hour so with a few close friends, but I was done. I was fried. I was tired from a busy week and had reached my limit.... Continue Reading →
Listening for the pin to drop
Let me just say it: we stink as listeners. We all do. For those still talking and not paying attention in the back, let me repeat, “we stink as listeners.” Let me explain: I’ve noticed lately that listening skills are not what they used to be, mine, yours, and every one else. For example, I... 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 →
Talk, talk, talk
My wife is a talker. She loves people. She greets everyone she meets with a friendly smile and a hearty hello. Yes, she’s one of those people. She gets pumped up by mingling and helping others. I love people too. Well, let me restate that, I love the thought of people, but I prefer to... Continue Reading →
How I talk about my home town
When I travel home to the small town where I grew up, I compare it to slipping on an old comfortable coat that I haven’t worn in a long time. The coat is worn in spots, there may even be a rip or tear. At the same time though, the coat has been broken-in, it’s... Continue Reading →
Saying you’re sorry
I think one of the best lessons I ever gave my kids: telling them when I’m wrong. For example, a few years ago, I picked my son up from his high school cross country practice and was driving him home. The sun had started to set and a cold wind blew making it feel later... Continue Reading →
When saying goodbye: what do you say?
Several years ago, right after my daughter got her driver’s license, she came to my wife and I and asked for the keys to the car. I hemmed and hawed, lectured her on the importance of being safe, and then I then I finally gave in. Before she left, though, I gave her some version... Continue Reading →
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