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 →

Opening the presents

I took a few minutes on Christmas Day after our presents had been exchanged, the wrapping paper ripped away, and the newness of the day had worn off to look over "the crazy mess" beneath our tree. My wife and kids gave me several presents that I'll cherish for years to come including a new leather... Continue Reading →

The Ghost of Christmas Past

A number of years ago, my eleven-year-old daughter and eight-year-old son barged into my wife and my bedroom and bounced on top of our bed. Right behind them, their three-year-old brother waddled into the room too. His brother and sister reached down from their perch on the bed, grabbed him by the shoulders, and lifted him... Continue Reading →

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