In the age of GPS and smart phones, I can’t help but wonder if paper map reading is a lost art. I have to admit I can’t remember the last time I used a paper map to help me locate a destination. It’s much easier to put the destination into the map ap on my… Continue reading Reading the Road
Category: Memories
The Marbles I Couldn’t Let Go
Memories are powerful. When they attach themselves to the things in our life, it makes it very difficult to get rid of those things. At this point in my life, I am trying to downsize my collection of stuff from more than a half century of living. I am finding that as I pare down… Continue reading The Marbles I Couldn’t Let Go
When A Lot is Not Alot
I’ve been in the marketing and public relation business for a long time. I’ve seen some pretty effective product campaigns, but none more effective from a cost and impact perspective than the one I saw in sixth grade. This particular campaign was the genius of a determined English teacher who sought to rid the world… Continue reading When A Lot is Not Alot
When Words Collide
Years ago, a friend of mine moved to Geneva Switzerland. After he had been there for a couple years, I had the opportunity to visit him for a week. I had never been to that part of the world and I soon learned that CERN was located a few miles from my friend’s house. If… Continue reading When Words Collide
A Penny Seed Packet Yields Life Lessons
Mid-summer in the MidWest. Hot, humid days, warm summer rains and fresh produce from the garden. It reminds me of the summer when I was a kid when my mom first gave me my own row in her garden and a special pack of seeds. My mom was a master gardener. Each year she planted… Continue reading A Penny Seed Packet Yields Life Lessons
We Now Conclude our Broadcast Day
Sometimes I get a bit nostalgic for that simpler time when broadcast media would sign off for the day; a time when the phone stayed home and didn’t go with you everywhere.
Instant Ancestors and Fake History
It did bring to light a dilemma for me. My kids weren’t around for the first few years of our marriage or when I was dating my wife. I mean, who is going to fact check the details if I embellish our personal history?
Be Careful!
For some reason when you talk about your injuries it prompts others to chime in with the gory details about their epic injuries.
GTO, OPEC, MPG and First Love
As a teenager I fell in love with an acronym called GTO, but that was wrecked by another acronym called OPEC. That in turn led me to a new love called MPG that changed my life.
Action Movie Star
If this was a movie, this is the part where I would calmly leap from the tractor a second before it explodes in a ball of fire. I would then roll on the ground and stand up without ever losing my mirrored sunglasses. But this wasn’t a movie, this was reality.
