Who needs a swimming pool when you have a cow tank? That’s what we thought when I was a kid. But we never told our mom — until now.
Few people know this, but there was a brief moment in my life when I lived under an assumed identity. I wasn’t myself, but someone else. It started innocently enough, but it didn’t take long for me to realize I was in over my head. Let me explain. When I was in high school in… Continue reading Assumed Identity
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
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
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
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
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
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.
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?
For some reason when you talk about your injuries it prompts others to chime in with the gory details about their epic injuries.