Sons and fathers
One of my favorite family photographs is not a picture of me. It is a photo of my younger brother Donald and our dad. Donald grew up to become Don…
Twin fitness
My mother and I took to the beach in the early mornings last week. I’m not usually an early riser when beaching it, but the effort comes with bonuses. Early…
Rookie of rookies
My nephdude Abe plays on a four (years old) and under soccer team. Last week, his coach placed two younger players in front of the goal to set them up…
Eviction notice
Last weekend, my friend Carolyn and I decided to wake our canoes from their winter snooze. As we walked around the lake’s perimeter to reach the opposite side, we wondered…
Letter from a sock
Our daughter Kristen’s bag weighed one sock lighter when she returned to South Carolina. The missing grey sock was athletic in nature, the kind that hits just below the ankle. …
Watch out, pothole ahead
GPS systems of old landed me in lots of diverse spots, but seldom did they take me where I wanted to go. Navigation has come a long way since that…
Panic attack
If you see me drive out of an automated carwash stall, you’ll know my car was covered in road dust and dirt, so much so that the paint looked grey…
Fear of assembly
“Assembly required”—two of the most dreaded words in the English language (to me, anyway). Place a “No” in front of those two words and—voilà—my frown turns upside down. I usually…
