In the fall of 1967 I entered the doors of Webster Junior High knowing no one. We had moved to a new town. I had no friends going in but by the spring of 1968 I had made a few friends. A small group of familiar boys that were in some of my classes invited me sit with them at lunch. They made the new school a lot easier for a shy boy, like me.Charlie, Eugene, and Vitus made lunch time fun with … [Read more...] about My Baseball Glove
It was a sunny summertime afternoon on the rolling prairie of southwestern Kansas. I was a ten year old day dreamer sitting at the piano with my teacher, Eileen, who was actually my Mom’s college friend. Eileen was showing me a 50-cent piece that she laid on the edge of the piano.“And if you practice every day this week and…” she paused for emphasis, “You can play all three of your pieces for me … [Read more...] about The Dead Cat Exhumation
One of the things that can happen as you get older is you tend to keep things past their expiration date. I know this because as my parents got older my sister-in-law made a name for herself by going through Mom’s refrigerator and throwing out things that were past their ‘best if used by’ dates. It got me to thinking that there were probably things in our refrigerator that should be thrown out, … [Read more...] about EXPIRED!
At our new church I met George while in my early 30’s; he was 20 years older than me. He worked managing a building supply store on an Air Force base and before that had worked in construction and when he found out I was remodeling an old house he gave me some pointers and offered to come over and help.On a cloudy Saturday George showed up with an air compressor, a hopper coupled to a spray gun … [Read more...] about I Miss George
One icy December evening found my wife and me traveling through central Wisconsin to the Juneau County Historical Society’s Boorman House Museum in Mauston. We were on a mission; to hear our grandson perform “O Come, O Come Emmanuel”, “Jingle Bells”, and “Good King Wenceslas” at his piano recital.I grew up with music being a big part of my life and it was nice to know it would live on. I remember … [Read more...] about The Recital
The smell of coffee, cigarettes and frying bacon did little to help my hangover. So it was with effort I made myself eat my scrambled eggs in the little Minnesota café that June morning so many years ago. The night before had been rough. A bad case of anger and frustration stemmed from my soon to be ex-wife’s demands for free gasoline and paying her to spend time with her own children. I was … [Read more...] about Angel Ray and the Lost Sheep