Gordon Laws

This Surgery Was Really About Me

These are the times that try men’s souls. And Lindsay’s soul. And Dobby’s soul. Especially Dobby’s soul. Here we see Dobby bravely trying to overcome his PTSD from his grooming appointment. This picture is probably worth thousands of words, and I probably don’t need to tell you anymore how rough his grooming appointment was. LindsayContinue reading “This Surgery Was Really About Me”

Dobby Is NOT Like Father, and Carson Does NOT Get a Raise

I like to read over meals if I am not in the company of others, so at lunch recently, I settled into my meal with my reading glasses and my Stephen Sears book on Lincoln’s management of the Army of the Potomac. Lindsay came upon me, snapped a picture, and sent it to the Goons.Continue reading “Dobby Is NOT Like Father, and Carson Does NOT Get a Raise”

The Laws Take Some Ls

It was the best of times, it was the worst of times. The week started with immense promise, as Lindsay came home for spring break, Lu and Brayden qualified for base housing, and Grant bought his first meat smoker. Then, it all went to hell. First, I came home from a meeting to find LindsayContinue reading “The Laws Take Some Ls”

Guess Who’s Back

I broke my daily writing streak this week, which I know was shattering to roughly no one out there. Kind of an explosion of activity and things at work, and I just got behind. We had some massive family developments this week. And by that I mean that Lauren finally took an L in theContinue reading “Guess Who’s Back”

Benjamin Franklin Carter, Henry Johnson, and the Stories We Tell

I like to spend Sundays doing historical and family history research. I made a kind of big find this past Sunday, so that is the thrust of this post. It’s longer than most and off topic of mildly humorous family incidents. But it is family—Benjamin Franklin Carter is a distant cousin, as is his wife.Continue reading “Benjamin Franklin Carter, Henry Johnson, and the Stories We Tell”

I Love the Smell of Text Messages in the Morning

When Grant was little, no matter what time we put him to bed, he woke up at first light. We would hear his feet hit the floor next to his bed, then the sound of a small stampede, and then he would land on me and exclaim in my face, “Hi, Dad!” It hardly matteredContinue reading “I Love the Smell of Text Messages in the Morning”

Jesus Runs for President

*The following is NOT one of my family stories but is literary fiction. It’s also satire and might offend the sensibilities of some. This week on Politically Fit we sit down with Jesus Christ who this week announced his candidacy for President of the United States. The following interview has been lightly edited for clarityContinue reading “Jesus Runs for President”

Sweet Dreams Are Made of These

Lucia’s first message to us Friday morning was a great opener. Lu: I had another horrible dream. Mom and dad absolutely HATED my guts. Me: That wasn’t a dream. Oh, uh, I mean, how terrible. Lu: True. It was so stressful Lauren: Awww. Sad!!I don’t hate you. I love you. Lu: I love you too!Continue reading “Sweet Dreams Are Made of These”

Rising Again from the Swamp

When Lauren and I were engaged, we bought a Dodge Neon. The car was a funky shade of purple but the dealer key labeled it blue, so we called it Blue Thunder. It had a number of unique, uh, features, the best one being a trunk with a poor weather seal. When it rained, waterContinue reading “Rising Again from the Swamp”

Who Learnt Lindsay How to Reed and Spoke?

Lauren’s mother traditionally sends Mindy mints from Mrs. Cavanaugh’s to her kids on Valentine’s Day, Easter, and Christmas. These are usually large mint chocolate hearts or eggs with our names on them. Lauren has started the tradition with our kids and their significant others. They were such big hits with Lindsay and Carson that CarsonContinue reading “Who Learnt Lindsay How to Reed and Spoke?”