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”
Tag Archives: Sons
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”
How to Plan a Great Church Youth Activity
Part of what our Church’s youth program tries to do is develop leadership in the kids. They meet on most Tuesday nights, and this year they asked each kid to plan two activities. I checked in with one of our leaders, Craig, to confirm activities were to happen Tuesday night, and we had this exchange.Continue reading “How to Plan a Great Church Youth Activity”
A Red-Hot Engagement Anniversary
On Tuesday, Lauren posted about the twenty-fifth anniversary of our engagement, and everyone understood it and congratulated her (and us) appropriately, instead of confusing it for our wedding anniversary, and I am quite irritated about this because I am the clear communicator around here and you all did not understand my post a couple yearsContinue reading “A Red-Hot Engagement Anniversary”
Riverboat Gambler Graham
This weekend is the biggest betting weekend of the year. The American Gaming Association estimates that $23.1 billion will be bet on the Big Game. FanDuel has literally hundreds of prop bets you can “invest” in, ranging from the length of the National Anthem (folks, it’s prerecorded—someone already knows how long it is!) to theContinue reading “Riverboat Gambler Graham”
Some Things Should Never Be Said
Saturday evening, I settled onto the couch and Grant and Katy’s place, pulled out my book, put on my reading glasses, and started reading. I’ve been reading The Great War by Peter Hart and was getting his take on Verdun, which interested me since I had just read a different book-length work on the battle.Continue reading “Some Things Should Never Be Said”
My Childhood Is Now Antique Apparently
One of my Dad’s favorite stories he loved to retell was about my brother and me. We had just finished eating at a restaurant, maybe a Luby’s or a Furr’s, and Stephen and I went out ahead of my parents. When Dad got through the door, we were ahead of him on the sidewalk vigorouslyContinue reading “My Childhood Is Now Antique Apparently”
Tuesdays and Thursdays with Mort and Bill
I was probably ten years old when I started bringing the paper in regularly, opening it on the coffee table, and pulling it apart to read. My early interests were the sports section, but I voraciously read all our cereal boxes, shampoo labels, the jackets of cassette tapes, and just about anything else with words.Continue reading “Tuesdays and Thursdays with Mort and Bill”
How Lauren Married My Dad and Other Musings on My Dad’s Birthday
Today is my father’s birthday making him seventy-five in mortal years. He passed away sixteen years ago, so in immortal years, I don’t know . . . I guess he’s eternal. In the eternities, do we even have birthdays? We shouldn’t, right, being without beginning or end? If everything past, present, and future is continuallyContinue reading “How Lauren Married My Dad and Other Musings on My Dad’s Birthday”
We Are a House Divided
I’m sure most of you read these posts and think, Well, if that’s the worst of it for them, things must be pretty awesome. But of course, no one tells the truth on social media, and the oldest true crime trope is, They were so normal and nice! Who could have guessed they would allContinue reading “We Are a House Divided”
His Smile Lit Up a Room and Other Things to Say at My Funeral 