Monthly Archives: July 2011

If You’ll Have Me, I’d Like To Serve

My wife and son and I are circling the parking lot. Still no parking places. People around us are getting desperate and parking in ever increasingly creative ways, but I’m sure we’ll find a parking place soon, so we circle … Continue reading

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Mom’s Bed

All around me children are staring. They have been forbidden to make noise by the teacher, but still there is mocking in their eyes. The first grade teacher of my new school has reprimanded me in public for not following … Continue reading

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Buying the Farm

“Marriage is nothing more than moving in with cute roommate, having kids is when you buy the farm” -me Yep, I’ve said that a lot. There’s a story that goes along with how I came to realize that, but that … Continue reading

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Living in the Moment

When we bought our couch, the salesman at the furniture store offered to sell us a rough hewn rocking chair for one hundred dollars more. We had no furniture as a young family in a new house, so we took … Continue reading

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Please Don’t Poke the Bear

All of my kids are hilarious. Just ask them. Strangely, at times, this wears on my nerves. Kids seem to be oblivious to that fact, you know, that they aren’t being hilariously funny to everyone in the room. I feel … Continue reading

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Here’s Where I Stay

“We’ve got the spirit, yes we do. We’ve got the spirit, how ’bout YOU!” Seriously, I don’t think I’ve ever had “the spirit” about a school. Or a place I’ve lived. Or a… Well let’s just say I don’t consider … Continue reading

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Volunteering to Put Out Fires

I don’t listen to the radio much any more, I like driving in quiet. I think that is the first sign of being an old guy, isn’t it? I drive. I think. Sometimes I think about the way things used … Continue reading

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