It’s funny what sticks with you over the years. When I was a freshman at Eldorado High School, unsure and unconfident, I remember one fall evening sitting out on the big rock by the east parking lot waiting for a ride home. It was following an evening tryout for the school’s basketball teams. It...
Read more →Tonight, I went to a few stores after work to pick up a few items I thought might help the house seem (at least, to me) a little spruced up. My needs were not grand. A few blankets for beds. Tissue (which I discovered I did not need more of after the fact). A...
Read more →It was a month or so ago when Brett, my sister’s eldest son, nonchalantly made the announcement to his mother. “Mom, I have a girlfriend.” And, like that, Brett had entered the universe of love and dating. The high schooler, without fanfare, was in a relationship. Wow. Easy peasy. It happens. Who knows why,...
Read more →For whatever reason, whenever I hear a Richard Marx song, I think mainly of two things- one, the killer CD boom box my brother bought back in the day, and the other, mowing yards on sweltering summer afternoons in 1988. I think of the killer CD boom box because it had exceptional bass, complete...
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