I’m no stranger to tools. My father is a retired electrician, and so was my grandfather. Somewhere there’s a photo of a five-year-old boy, standing in a living room on brown shag carpet, with his daddy’s toolbelt hanging lopsided around his bony waist. The photo is likely stashed at the bottom of a box in an attic, but the image is fresh in my mind.
I’m a fixer. That doesn’t mean I know how to fix everything, but it does mean I’ll try. Continue reading “The Tool That Cannot Fix”
That’s the way it came out.
The school library was packed with sweating parents seated amidst three-foot-tall bookshelves and wall-tacked posters lauding “Reading is fun!”
“V…I…S…I…B…I…L…T…Y,” he said, each letter spelled with confidence into the microphone. Continue reading ““Visibilty””
Photo courtesy of Westcobblife.com “Pool Closed Until Further Notice.” That’s what the sign said. Our three children, my wife and … Continue reading Pool Closed
It stared at him like a boil on his cheek. My son, seated passenger side, grimaced in the sun visor … Continue reading The Curl
Day 21 – Family Nights Family nights highlight my week. We order pizza, play board games or Wii or Xbox, … Continue reading 30 Days of Thanksgiving – Day 21 – Family Nights
Day 6 – The Greater Family I’m thankful for all of my grandparents, aunts, uncles, cousins, nieces, and nephews. Most … Continue reading 30 Days of Thanksgiving – Day 6 – The Greater Family
Day 5 – Siblings I’m thankful for my brothers and sisters, both biological and ‘adopted’ in-laws. Six in all, and … Continue reading 30 Days of Thanksgiving – Day 5 – Siblings