Senior Pranks

While in high school, I may not have been the best influence. I just might have been the one the parents of other children warned them to stay away from. It seems at one point that my wardrobe was deemed not appropriate because it used a colloquialism to call...

Adventures in Moving

I grew up as a military brat, spending the first thirteen years of my life following my father around from base to base. By the time I was twelve, we had lived in twelve different houses (that I can recall because it may have been more). For the last fifteen years, my...

Holding On Isn’t Always the Best Choice

Will Rogers has a quote that is as insightful as it is humorous. “There are three kinds of men. The one that learns by reading. The few who learn by observation. The rest of them have to pee on the electric fence for themselves.” The word voraciously can be applied to...

500 Is the Goal…Again!

Cancer sucks. A venous thrombosis that makes your leg from the groin to the toes blow up like a giant redwood and feel as hard as concrete to the touch sucks. Prior to those two events occurring in one 15-month period back in 2015-16, I had reached a couple of...

Never Leave Me Alone in the Toy Aisle

When the children were younger, I told them that if doing something embarrassed them, then they shouldn’t do it. Simple solution from my point of view. You never have to worry about embarrassment if you just don’t do whatever embarrasses you. The spousal unit quickly...

The Green Bookcase

I think my favorite color as a child living in North Chicago was green. Not gray like it is now. To be truthful, I cannot even tell you why my favorite color today is gray. Maybe because it is neutral. If black is all the colors absorbed and white is all the colors...

Missing the Winter Wonderland

When we are deep in the thrall of this oppressive and heavy summer heat—and with the humidity high enough that the paper doesn’t feed correctly in the printer—I yearn for nothing more than to return to comforts of Iceland. Where we lived on the southwest peninsula,...

Never Too Old to Learn

You have probably heard it said that you are only as old as you feel. What about being only as old as we let ourselves be? That’s more in line with how I feel. I don’t recover as quickly as I once did. Soreness seems to last longer. If I don’t sleep right (or enough)...

The End Is Nigh!

As I get deeper and deep into my writing career, I have realized that there are a lot less cocktail parties than I had thought there would be. And there is a lot of work, meaning research and study—I thought I left the books behind long ago. Recently, while...

I DON’T WANT TO GROW UP

It has been a rough few years. My father passed in 2014. My father-in-law passed the next year. I was diagnosed with cancer on August 2015, and had a successful removal of said heinous disease in December that year. My leg blew up the to the size of a hundred-year-old...