DECEMBER 2018 - I’ve already established, in past blogs, that I’m not for skipping past Thanksgiving to go straight into Christmas the...

JUNE 2018 - Twenty years ago this month, I talked to my dad for the very last time. I was a busy 35-year-old with a wife and 21-month old...

MAY 2018 - He inspires me. I'm sitting here at my keyboard fighting back the tears as I listen to the mellow, slightly sad, somewhat...

I met Dr. Kristie Kemper in 1982. She was my journalism advisor my freshman year of college. We’ve stayed in touch over the years, mainly...

OCTOBER 2016 - It was a magical evening. From the warm, incandescent light washing the back yard in a golden glow, to the gathering of 50...

OCTOBER 2016 - There are clear lights strung across our back yard and hay bales flanking a spotlighted focal point. Apple cider will soon...

SEPTEMBER 2016 - I come from a line of musicians and storytellers who loved nothing more than to share the gift of laughter or deep,...

SEPTEMBER 2016 - Friday is date night! For the past six, maybe seven years, Fridays on my calendar have been booked. They are reserved...

MARCH 2016 - At the same time that a brash, crass celebrity megalomaniacal narcissist was getting more air time and votes than anybody in...

JANUARY 2016 - January 13 was my dad’s birthday. Pood, the nickname his 12 brothers and sisters gave him, would have been 84 years old....