Twas

  Twas the night before Christmas and we gathered at our favorite place And watched Uncle Colin shove shrimp into his face Lobsters danced in the kitchen while the steaks marinated The wine and the beer won’t stay very refrigerated   The house was filled with pretty little girls in their dresses and shoes Uncle... Continue Reading →

Teenage Wasteland

Something about today felt a little different.   I cut my workout a few minutes short because I wanted to see my family before they all left for the day this morning.  Okay, was I just subtly bragging that I go to the gym, maybe.  But, it's important to the story I guess.   Anyway, I pulled... Continue Reading →

50

My daughter sent me this quote the other day.  "Forty-three years old, and the war occurred half a lifetime ago, and yet the remembering makes it now.  And sometimes remembering will lead to a story, which makes it forever.  That's what stories are for.  Stories are for joining the past to the future.  Stories are... Continue Reading →

On a Farm

I've been listening to this song recently about a guy who stumbled onto something he was good at.  He never knew he was good at it, and was only doing it for fun.  He started to get a little money or publicity from it, but the guys who had done what he was doing their... Continue Reading →

The House

When does a house become a home?  Is it when you mount a tv on a wall, or add a sectional couch, or when you update a kitchen and add in beautiful new countertops? It's stuff that is in millions of homes.  What makes yours unique? 90 Union Street’s story starts with a balding man... Continue Reading →

Move In

As he woke up and started the coffee maker he looked out the window and smiled.  He could hear the sound of the rain pounding on the roof and he could almost feel it moving to the gutters and down the side to the little drains he had built many years before this day.  He... Continue Reading →

10 Minutes

We NEVER get to sit and have a family dinner with just us.  Just myself, my wife and our two daughters.  Everyone is always so busy.  My wife never stops moving.  Going from work at one job to the next or meeting with my daughters cheer gym as she is one of the "team moms"... Continue Reading →

MOVE THAT BALL ACROSS THAT LINE…

As I sat at the latest dance/cheer competition with my girls I did wonder how the hell I got here.  This was a high school competition so my daughter's dance team had an exhibition while the cheerleading teams were part of the actual competition.  So, I got to sit with my youngest and watch all... Continue Reading →

Dead

One of my high school teachers passed away the other day and it caught me off guard a bit.  I know people get old and die, and I know that I went to high school over 20 years ago, so death isn't shocking or anything.  But, this teacher had an impact on me.  I was... Continue Reading →

Peppermint Pattie

For as long as I can remember I have been a criminal.  All my friends were, while I was growing up, but it was sort of innocent.  We would have competitions to see who could steal the most gum from the convenient store without getting caught.  Or, we would ask the guy behind the counter... Continue Reading →

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