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 …
Tag Archives: Family
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, …
Burning Leaves
When I think about fall, the first thing I think about are the leaves and how they change. Even …
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 …
Reindeer with Disabilities
Earlier this week, my family and I gathered around the old television set to take part in a particularly revered …
Long Distance Calling
Last week while I was working at my desk my cell phone rang and when I picked it up i …
Remembering Dot and Toots
This is an article I posted two years ago on the first anniversary of my grandmother’s death. Although taken 14 …
The Literate Pen 