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Before she was legal, Mary Jane was not loved. Something from my NPR Commentator days.
Laws.. I’ll start off bluntly by saying I think we need a lot fewer of them. If you ever doubt it, I’d encourage you to go to the nearest school and pick up a neat little 12 pound volume called the Common School Handbook. It is 4 times larger than the bible, the book of Mormon, and Grimms Fairy tails combined.
It is filled to the ( Read more... ) -
Death of Napping Dad
Well, Benton City Daze , Benton City’s annual Hoo Raah, has come and gone. The corn has been shucked, cooked and eaten. The pancake breakfast done. And the lawnmower races held, and even the Saturday night fights went ok.
Curt had to close the mini mart up last year because it was getting out of hand . He can still point to where they bent ( Read more... ) -
BedTime
My grand daughter is now 5, going on 6. Her mother was the 4 year old in this piece from my Northwest Public Radio Days.
Bedtime
Bedtime has become a foreign concept in our house. We have
a four year old. For the first four years of our little angels
life we enjoyed a rare parental privilege. We kissed our child
good night, told her a ( Read more... ) -
Words as I saw them many years ago
This was number 39 in my seven year time as a commentator for Northwest Public Radio
Words
I admit, I've actually used the word Groovy in a sentence. I've referred to my fellow man as dude, and actually used the phrase: Far Out.
I love words, and I love what we do with them. I'll be the first to admit I've had no ( Read more... ) -
My Thoughts on Air Conditioning
I grew up in the shadow of my Grandfather. He was cantankerous. In fact, his picture is in the dictionary next to it. But, he lived in a house with indoor plumbing and had horses. Two things that made him tolerable to a five year old.
I remember once, on a Sunday after church, him sitting us all down in a restaurant and then getting us all ( Read more... ) -
Fortellings of The Hitching Post
This was from about 15 years ago. For the record I was right and have grandsons to prove it.
My stepson Brendon is getting hitched.
He just doesn’t know it yet. But I’ve met the girl and it’s pretty clear she and he are heading for that great ceremony in the sky.
I only met her once, but she impressed me with her brave soul and light spirit ( Read more... ) -
Looking Back on Laws
I wrote this before Washington State became more enlightened, but I still like it.
Laws.. I’ll start off bluntly by saying I think we need a lot fewer of them. If you ever doubt it, I’d encourage you to go to the nearest school and pick up a neat little 12 pound volume called the Common School Handbook. It is 4 times larger than the bible, the ( Read more... ) -
Memories of Home
I was in Texas for a stopover. My mother’s family was having a reunion in the old school on the mountain. I went out. I didn’t know most of the people. To them I was Betty’s boy, a small memory in a full life. Among these semi strangers was an aunt that I’d known only by name. She left Texas the year I was born, but her name had majic. ( Read more... ) -
When My Daughter was Young
A Day in the Park
“Hey Michelle.”
That’s how it started.
“Hey Michelle, let me steal Willie from day care. Cheyenne and I are going to the park.”
Willie is an instant playmate. For Cheyenne and Willie, 7 and 6 years old respectively, it becomes an afternoon of bliss. A long afternoon of ( Read more... ) -
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There are few things in the world that are as valuable as our memories. Some linger under the surface, constantly there to remind us of the good, or bad times that make us who and what we are.
Others lie deeper, hidden, waiting for the chance encounter, These memories wait, until the chance encounter with that trip wire that pulls them from ( Read more... )