Look around, somebody’s always trying to prove a point. Maybe you’re one of them. ********** Sometimes it difficult to know if someone’s boasting or just disgusted. On the surface it might be taken either way. Recently I received this weather report from friends in St. Paul, Minnesota. Here it is. You decide which. Now if …
New days. How do they begin? With a list. ********** Who doesn’t keep a list? To-dos never end. We all have them, whether written, mental or compelled by others. It’s a way of life. Otherwise, how do we measure progress? The thoughts behind this missive begin when I find myself behind a large panel truck …
“There comes a time in every man’s life, and I’ve had plenty of them.” Casey Stengel ********** We’re about to say goodbye to football after the conclusion of Sunday’s big boast-off day. Are we saturated yet? But then again, is football like a federal bureaucracy, perpetually there? Let’s move on to a more interesting sport …
“For thirty years my mother pretended she was moving. My mother survived things she hated by pretending she was leaving.” Faith Shearin ********** It happens every new year, this urge to purge, to rid myself of the superfluity of living and get down to the real meat and potatoes of life. Forget the garage cleanout. …
It’s a new day, a new year and a brand-new appetite. Yeah, a few last-year’s scraps remain. So what? Let’s begin. Where? In the kitchen where every day starts. ********** Why the kitchen? What’s a better ‘good morning’ than sausage sizzling in the pan, Mr. Coffee percolating, biscuits baking and black-eyed peas boiling? Yes sir, …
Well, here we are, about to shut the door on yet another year. When the curtain falls, when the shouts, applause, laments and music of the year-end fade into a distant echo, what’s left? You’ll find it lying there, scattered on the floor of yesterdays, the bits and pieces of it all. ********** Christmas is …
It’s a week before Christmas. I’m standing in line at the post office, waiting. I’m not alone. Others stand silently in a long queue that snakes its way outside. They wait, too. It’s an understatement to say Americans enjoy waiting in line anywhere. Or, for that matter, waiting for anything. We’re used to instantaneous fulfillment …
“The coffee was hotter and blacker than the sins of the devil himself. But it tasted just right, you might say.” Louis L’Amour ********** Life demands verbal responses. The choices are many, from the crude to the superlative. Finding the appropriate middle ground is a challenge. ‘Just right’ might be the perfect choice for you. …
“When you jump for joy, beware that no one moves the ground from beneath your feet.” Lec ********** There’s a lot of need for face saving in these times. Impeachment hearings may have been the best thing that’s happened in America lately. Such gushing rubbish is entertaining the wrong people and making the right ones …
“For what shall it profit a man, if he shall gain the whole world, and lose his own soul? Or what shall a man give in exchange for his soul? “ Mark 8:36-37 The year was 1863. Abraham Lincoln was President. Strife ruled. The nation was at war with itself. The landscape by most visionaries …