As I was wrapping the Christmas gifts I carefully picked out for my wife today, it dawned on me that many of us men are gift-wrapping impaired. And there is no support group for that. I’m not the only one though. Many of us have had the Christmas Eve experience...
Rumor was kids had died riding their bikes down “Suicide Hill.” Therefore, all summer a group of us hung out on the knob sitting on our stingrays–not seriously contemplating careening down the hill–but hoping to see some other sucker bite the dust. All...
Bad news! There are only 26 shopping days left until Christmas. Good news! You can reduce your shopping and stress by developing the fine art of regifting. Regifting is Fun Consider Larry Kunkle and Roy Collette. In 1964 Larry’s mother gave him a brand new pair of...
“Papa, Papa, wanna build blocks with me?” begged my three and a half year-old granddaughter, Addi. “Sure,” I said and I meant it. I don’t get to see her enough, or her brother, Linc, or her mom and dad. I’d stand on my head in a bowl full of worms if she asked (Addi...
By Eugene C. Scott Where do you go for rest and relaxation? Is it twelve miles from nowhere up a mountain in the Pecos Wilderness? I’m willing to bet most people don’t consider strapping on a 50 pound backpack and hauling it into the wilds a restful idea. I mean...
“Let’s tie a rope from the top of this cliff down to that tree and slide down,” I said standing atop a thirty foot cliff. I was ten years-old and full of myself, being one of the older and cooler kids in our gang, and also having just been named the starting pitcher...
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