my childhood

the story of Winnie

About 15 years ago, I bought a house with a yard and made friends with my neighbors, and it took just under a week to realize they all had dogs and bonded on Friday nights in our cul-de-sac having drinks and watching their dogs run and play together while I […]

How I came to love concerts

Last weekend, I saw Yacht Rock Revue cover The Beatles’ “Abbey Road” album at Variety Playhouse, at it was awesome.  Before they did that album, they did Pink Floyd’s “Dark Side of the Moon” with “The Wizard of Oz” playing on a screen behind them, so we could all see […]

the worst Thanksgiving dish I ever had

The next suggestion from the “642 Things to Write About” book is this:  “the worst Thanksgiving dish I ever had.” This may appear to be a question avoidance strategy, but the worse meal I’ve had on Thanksgiving is…nothing–or next to nothing. In high school, I was a wrestler, and Thanksgiving […]

My Pepto and Me: a Love Story

I was introduced to Pepto as a teen who’d consumed too much candy one Halloween.  My mother produced it to silence my whining about frequent trips to the potty.  When I asked what it was, she said, “It’s like concrete for your bottom.”  I pictured my dad with a trowel […]

On turning 8

On July 16, the oldest child in our house turns 8.  This shouldn’t seem like that big of a deal.  It’s still single digits.  Our state and federal governments confer no additional privileges upon 8-year-olds.  She won’t change schools.  It should just be another number signifying that she’s still a […]

Waterskiing

Before I was born, my parents lived in Charleston, South Carolina.  Dad flew C-141s there, and they had a boat and several sets of wooden water skis.  Dad would slalom.  Mom would drive the boat.  Then, they’d switch places, and he’d pull her on a pair of skis.  A few […]