Love’s Golden Hour

Has it really been fifty years?  Seems like just yesterday when I was shooting rubber bands at your backside in mechanical drawing class. Where did the time go?

Next Man Up

It wasn’t a big job and Dad could fix just about anything, but his 1985 Chevy Impala needed a new water pump and he asked me to change it for him. That in itself was like the passing of the baton.  As long as I could remember, Dad was the guy you asked for help—if he couldn’t fix it—you might as well throw it away.

The Funny Thing is – It’s OK

I turned sixty-two today.

Why couldn’t I have had this brain in my younger body? Not that I’m all that smart — I was just a lot dumber back then.