Last weekend one of our grandsons played in a game of Ultimate Frisbee on his school team. (They can’t actually call it that, due to infringement on the licensed name “Frisbee”, so it’s known...
I lived in Atlanta in the 1980’s and for thirty years after that, in a medium sized city. Several months ago I relocated to Seattle. I don’t live smack dab in the middle of...
The other day my sister asked me if I’d noticed the high price of groceries. Sure, I told her, but I didn’t think things seemed as out of whack as she intimated. Until, that...
One of our sons had a “milestone” birthday a couple of weeks ago. There was a large multi-generational party with thirty or forty people, including ten kids. Parental perks included helping plan the party...
Paul Simon wrote a beautiful song called “Old Friends”. I thought of it when I got an email from someone in my hometown and she signed her letter, “Your Childhood Friend”. What a sweet,...
The house where I grew up was sold last year. I know this because someone who was in high school with me is a realtor in my northern Wisconsin hometown of Eagle River...
I was at one of those big box grocery stores the other morning. It was pouring rain. Not the normal misty rain that Seattle normally gets in the winter. It was a downpour. I...
Our newspaper yesterday had a piece about New Year’s resolutions. Don’t make a plan to go to the gym, go on a diet, or walk five miles a day. You could easily end up...
If you get my posts via email, apologies to Trevor Noah. Thanks, Billie Tveit, for pointing out I turned his first and last names around. Definitely not the first time I’ve done that. If...
I heard Trevor Noah talking about the rap artist Lizzo, describing how she changed a word in a song when she discovered it was objectionable. His point: Hers is a different generation. She wasn’t...
