Thoughts on Having Birthdays

March 30th was my birthday. To friends who also hang out on Facebook, thanks for all the nice thoughts and wishes. Otherwise, the day was uneventful. It’s kind of tradition in my world to allow a person to spend the day however he or she likes. I chose to chill out and do pretty much nothing outside of the normal routine. Get up, take Roy out. Work on stuff on the computer. Take Roy out. I tried to watch television forRead more

A Haunting Tale from Tombstone

Tombstone, Arizona is a real city. It has a high school, gas stations, and everything. Many think of it as just a tourist attraction, and that’s what one section of the city is. It’s an interesting place, “Old Tombstone,” a section of town devoted to glorifying gunfights, drinking, lascivious dance hall girls, and rowdy cowboys.Read more

Impossible Plastic Packaging

It’s called clamshell packaging. You know the kind. Hard plastic, pressure-wrapped around almost anything from toy tractors to printer ink. It is impossible to open within a reasonable amount of time without hurting yourself, or breaking into an uncontrollable sweat.Read more

Train Ride Becomes a Musical Journey

It’s generally accepted that insignificant things that happen during one’s early childhood can have an influence on directions we take and decisions we make in subsequent years. Such is the case of picking up a vacation souvenir, and having it turn into a serious avocation.Read more

A Dog Who Knew What to Do

Dogs can be trained to do amazing things. They can learn many words, and how to respond to them. Our dog Roy goes to the front door in the living room when he hears, “Want to go out?” If we say it differently, “Want to go out to the car?” he promptly heads to down the hall, to the door that leads to the garage.Read more

Kudos to a Courteous Cop

(Replicated from original”Amazing Cop Story,” published 11/16/15) Long ago, and far away in a place called Kewanee, Illinois, my home town, I was driving my high mileage Dodge van north on Tenney Street, the street on which I lived as a child. Read more