Occasionally life presents you with a unique opportunity. This blog is one of mine. This is the 100th post of my blogging career. I’ve written approximately 80,000 words (including typos and misspellings). That’s the equivalent of a 320 page thesis, a typical romance novel or personal memoire. However, it’s far short of the 587,287 …
Done
Story One Our water damage ordeal is finally DONE. The leaking water softener was replaced immediately, the subsequent flood waters were dried quickly and efficiently, but the repairs took forever. Not really “forever” but seventy-seven days. During that time we hosted BZ, Sutton, Jonesy, had visitors from Nebraska, took a five-day trip to California, several …
The Hallway
The hallway in the home where I grew up is about fifteen feet long. That’s five “giant steps” for me in a current game of “Mother May I”. I was almost three when we moved into the house, so it seemed much longer. It hasn’t grown, but I have. I believe that Mom and …
For Eva and Brady
Happy Birthday Eva My entire blog is for Eva and Brady. I know that they have read a couple of entries over the past ten months but most are read by others. I want my grandchildren to know about the people who have touched my life, and by default, touched theirs. It’s a way of …
Football Lights and Water Towers
Thursday evening I made a drive to Camden, Michigan which isn’t on the map in the road atlas that we keep under a couch cushion in our living room. I had been to Camden – Frontier High School a half-dozen times in the past but I was running late so I asked “google” for directions. …
Henry and Pete
I have never been a fan of getting a haircut. It’s a necessary part of grooming, but not one that I relish. I never want to look like I “just got a haircut” so, more often than not, I look like I “need a haircut”. When Ruth and I started dating, she cut my hair …
Pimples and Armpit Hair
Everybody goes through puberty. It’s a basic part of human development. Growth spurts abound, resulting in monthly trips for new shoes and jeans. Voices deepen and/or squeak. Hair appears where no hair appeared before. And pimples erupt overnight. It’s a fun time. When I was in the eighth grade (on the entry-level side of my …
Between Second and Third Hour
Twenty-one years ago this fall I had a conversation with a Britton- Macon parent that is stuck in my memory. Our discussion began when the bell rang at the beginning of second hour and ended when it rang again at the start of third. We stood in the hallway and just talked. Brenda was …
29 Nights
Time flies when you are having fun! Sutton and Elizabeth completed their Michigan tour a few days ago and left for several destinations out West. They are continuing their journey after spending the last twelve weeks in Michigan and 290 (oops) 29 nights with Ruth and me. But who counted? To be honest, while Ruth …
Mort and Stubs AKA Dog
My dad and Uncle Harry Mac were best friends for most of their lives. My dad described Uncle Harry as more of a brother than a friend. I’m not sure how or where they met. I know that they loved and respected one another until their final days. Their friendship began in their teens. They …