Mistaken identity
My baby brother is a 6’2” muscle-bound kind of guy, but that wasn’t always the case. Ten years my junior, Gerald was once a scrawny and skinny six, seven, and…
Thunder nails
I plopped down in a chair at a nail spa for a pedicure. I get my toes done by a professional prior to weddings and other special events. In between…
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…
