Why I Do the Things I Do?
I find myself a bit more pensive this morning, somewhat wildly and unreservedly taking the lid off the can of worms marked “Why?” even though such a Pandora-like endeavor can quite possibly bury a...
View ArticleElection Reflection
In a culture awash in the rhetoric of revolution and change, for many of you the saturation point occurred about five months ago and ever since you’ve been drowning in the sea of stumping candidates...
View ArticleBeyond Pilgrims and Deep Pit Turkey
One of the difficult challenges of a writer is to create angles, novel ways of looking at the world that cast the events of this grand drama of life in a glorious new light. Anais Nin once said, “The...
View ArticleTo Truly Matter in this World
To be a father is to exist in the realm of the mundane and ordinary. I spend much of my time as a father doing the tasks that wouldn’t exactly attract the attention of the Nobel Prize committee....
View ArticleThe Legacy: What We Pass On to Our Children
One of the joys of Christmas break (besides the obvious lure of scrumptious culinary delights and the pageantry and sentimentality that is Christmas) is the chance to do a little more reading without...
View ArticleBumper Sticker Wisdom
Bumper stickers run the gamut from the politically vitriolic to the culturally relevant to the borderline obnoxious. They plaster the motto, if not the inner spirit of a vehicle’s owner, often...
View ArticleWhy I Love My Church
“One hundred religious persons knit into a unity by careful organization do not constitute a church any more than eleven dead men make a football team. The first requisite is life, always.“- A. W....
View ArticleNews Flash: People are Capable of the Unexpected
We’ve come to the time in the curriculum for Social Mortification 101, that time when middle school boys get flambeed under the red, hot lights eyes of everyone upon them and girls nervously tap their...
View ArticleA Prayer for Graduates
Graduations always put me in a reflective mood. They set me to pondering and wondering and usually leave me with a kind of melancholy sadness. Please don’t be too concerned for my well-being. I’ll...
View ArticleThe Morning Cup: Waiting
“Daddy, can we go to the bank?” Three of my beloved children had saved up the requisite $25.00 to open a savings account so I acquiesced to their requests and called the bank. Photo by 401 (K) 2012,...
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