Category: Life Lessons

I started writing this story in April of 2022.  I found it in my draft folder, and I’ve decided to give it another go. As you read, you’ll discover it’s a story from my elementary principal days.  They ended on November 4, 1991, when I became a superintendent.  That was thirty-four years ago.  Time flies. …

If you grew up any time in the last several decades, the phrase “dibs” will be a memory that brings up either pain or pleasure, depending on whether or not you successfully snagged that last slice of pizza. “Dibs” is a popular slang phrase used to refer to the first right to something. Sometimes it’s …

I started going to dances when I was in the seventh grade at Clara Barton Junior High. The only “fast” dance I did was “the twist”. Tom Sneller and I were the only two brave guys back then. We’d twist away with the girls while Chubby Checker sang. Most of the time the girls stood …

If you look up Dani’s book, Racing to Death, on Amazon this is what you’ll see. Daniela Daniels was well-known in northern Europe as one of the first female motorcycle racers until a horrific accident took her life on the racetrack. When the ambulance arrived, she was revived but stayed in a coma for the …

A tailor is preparing to eat some jam, but when flies settle on it, he kills seven of them with one blow of his hand. He makes a belt describing the deed, reading “Seven at One Blow”. Inspired, he sets out into the world to seek his fortune. The tailor meets a giant who assumes …

A few years ago, my daughter in law, Lindsay, bought me a tee shirt which has Just a Kid from Detroit printed on the front. It’s navy blue with orange print. Whenever I wear it, especially in Florida, people comment on it.  They want to know if I’m really from Detroit.  They know I’m not …

I was sorting through a kitchen drawer a few weeks ago and I found a flexible red tube. It was about five inches long. I didn’t know what it was, but it looked like it might slide over the handle of a hot pan. That was my best first guess. The more I thought about …

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 …

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, …

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 …