As a young boy I remember calling for my mom when I was unable to sleep because I had worries on my mind. I had it in my head that mom or dad might soon die. I don’t recall the genesis of this thought, but I wanted assurance that they would never die. Like any parent [...]
We all have stories of trial and difficulty, and I had a spell of difficulty when a small boy—a medical condition. I share this, because there are others in the midst of their own struggles—many far worse, and I thought they might relate in some small way. And you know by now I like memories particularly [...]
As fathers and grandfathers have done for centuries I do today—I wonder how the years have passed one on one on one. How a boy peddling bike or making first football team is now a man holding a woman’s hand. How a girl in princess costume watching “Say Yes To The Dress” now wears one and [...]
This rather sounds like two old retired sedimentary guys sitting on a porch voicing the familiar,” I remember when.” Maybe it is in a way absent the old, the retired, the sedimentary, and the porch. So, it went this way, driving home one evening my buddy and I were talking about the differences between contemporary cars [...]
I’m writing about my penchant for pushing buttons, I wish to say I do not refer to a technique aimed at angering your girlfriend, rather I refer to a real physical button like that pushed to turn on the clothes dryer. This interest dates to early childhood and I don’t know the genesis other than to [...]
Since starting my blog I’ve replied many times to all who have sent so many nice comments my way, but I decided to write a thank you note as well. When I first started posting, I didn’t know if anyone would find my little corner, quietly tucked away on the vast and complicated internet. I had [...]
Do you like a good storm? I do and did even as a small boy, though I need to qualify this statement. In general, I refer not to a tornadic event or hurricane or flooding monsoon or even a dust storm…the incredible destruction they wield is appalling. But I do like what I suppose could be [...]
I start with summer. When young, I found school to be a challenge, perhaps more so than for the majority of my classmates. Sitting still was almost beyond me. It is important to note that education is extraordinarily important, and I’m no advocate of shirking personal responsibility when it comes to behavior, I mean only to [...]
My girlfriend’s mother had given me a cluster of three balloons when all met for my birthday dinner. One of the trio was helium filled and the other two standard issue. There was also a sturdy plastic clip tied to the streamers which was used to keep the cluster from floating away. When returning home that [...]
I’m reasonably confident that no matter where you’re reared—the striking Pacific Rim, amazing Africa, vast Russia, scenic Central or South America, a captivating Canadian province, the diverse European Union, or in one of the United States beautiful fifty—the older generation describes to younger what times were like back when. It was certainly true in our household. [...]
