I originally wrote this tale seven years ago. It was my Valentine’s Day post. I’ve updated it a bit, and it’s a long read, but ponder your own experience as you read about mine. My mom and grandmother once told me that I proposed to a girl during dinner. I was three and Beverly was …
Category: Life Lessons
Obadiah 2.0
I wrote a story called Thank you Obadiah almost two years ago. I posted it about six months after Ruth’s passing. It began like this. I have a Facebook friend, Obadiah, who posted this cartoon a few days ago. It’s a visual representation of how people handle problems. Two men, stuck in the same position, …
Dancing in the Kitchen
When I was in Michigan for Thanksgiving, I stayed with David and his crew. They had recently remodeled their house and set up an ensuite for me when I stay with them. It’s very nice and, best of all, it’s on the first floor. I’m closer to eighty than I am seventy, so I appreciate …
The Expo
Elizabeth and I spent last Sunday at the Book Expo in The Villages. If you came, thanks for showing up. Our book sales were meager, but the connections we made were huge. Elizabeth shared her children’s book, The Elephant on Aaron’s Chest. I’ve written about her book before and have included a link to my …
The White Corvair
I was a sophomore at Western Michigan University during the 1966 – 67 college school year. I lived with my Aunt Emma, Uncle Jack and cousin, Ruth Ellen, in their home at 1111 Boswell Lane. Ruth Ellen was a senior and served as my unofficial older sister that year. She was a Sigma Kappa and …
Moving Forward
I’ve started the new year by making some changes. While preparing my audiobook I read several passages several times. Many had a common theme. I offer a ton of advice but upon personal reflection I’ve determined that I seldom follow it. It’s a kind of do as I say, not as I do, approach. I’m …
The Salesman
The summer before my final year of college, I landed a sales job. There was an ad in the local paper looking for college men seeking summer employment. The ad provided an outline of a group interview at an office in Ferndale, Michigan. I called the contact number, and after answering a few questions, I …
Our Connection
All I knew about Dr. Becker was what I learned in two seventy-five-minute classes held twice a week for fifteen weeks in the fall of 1967. The only thing I knew about his family was they were expecting a foreign exchange student to arrive within a couple of weeks after I completed my junior year …
Dr. Becker
During my time in higher education, I earned a bachelor’s degree from Western Michigan University, a master’s degree from Eastern Michigan and a specialist degree from Michigan State. I took a lot of classes. I remember two instructors from all that time. Dr. Alan was my advisor for my specialist degree, and Dr. Becker taught …
The Forever Kind
I’ve been running around the state for the past few days attending funeral services and birthday celebrations. While attending the funeral remembrances, I ran into some old friends from high school. I dated one, Karen. Another friend, Sue, and I hung out for thousands of hours during high school. The last time I saw the …