The Great American Road Trip
The early hours of morning always came too soon after bedtime. I can remember my mother would shake me awake …
Category Archives: On Family
Pomp and Circumstance
One of the many meanings of the word “Commencement” is “to begin” and this particular day marked both an ending …
Father Of A Teenage Son
It has been 3 years since I wrote a post about my son, on the day of his 10th birthday, …
Thankful and Blessed
Thanksgiving…that wonderful holiday that is mostly unique to North America, and is a day that we set aside to be …
Burning Leaves
When I think about fall, the first thing I think about are the leaves and how they change. Even …
The First Dozen Years
Twelve years ago today I became a father and while our lives are often marked by turning points and moments …
Remembering Dad
We are never really ready when the day comes that we have to say goodbye to a loved one and …
The Letter
Several weeks ago, a letter came into my possession, sent to me from a cousin who found it while going …
The Last Ride of the Matchbox Express
He was a tall man with graying hair, penetrating eyes and a countenance that brooked no misbehavior from anyone in …
Going Home Again
When I was seven years old, my parents embarked upon a journey that many couples undertake (and survive) at some …
The Literate Pen 