July 4th & The Trailer Camping Years

The typical pop-up

 

Each year as we approach the 4th of July, I am reminded of our camping years…..I guess maybe I’m just at an age where I’m becoming nostalgic about certain past events and times. Continue reading

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Growing Up – Concerts that have Brought Me this Far (hopefully many more to come)

See them if you get a chance

See them if you get a chance

I have a lot of notes on my iPad for future stories; things that happened or topics I want to document, basically everything I can remember and anything I think my kids might like to enjoy reading after I’m gone.  This story is being started the night before a Wailin’ Jennys concert in Grass Valley, California.  California has a lot of small towns whose residents support the local arts and artists.  Grass Valley does a decent job of attracting a few major names, (oh, and it’s home to Kenny Bania of Seinfeld – we saw him open for Paul Reiser there).  We also saw the Jennys two years ago at The Crest in Sacramento and fell in love with their voices.
Music means a lot to me.  I’m sure it doesn’t mean as much as it does to people who make their living in the business, but according to Marilu Henner one of our senses are dominant in that it the dominant sense aids our memories.  When I read her book, (Total Memory Makeover), there was a test that helped me determine which of my senses was the guiding sense.  My son Tim’s was smell and my wife’s was touch.  Mine was sound.  My taste for music is wide, but not necessarily what you might call eclectic.  I like most from Bluegrass, like Alison Krause, to Eminem.  I confess that I don’t like most rap, but I do like Eminem.

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High School is Over…..So Are the Headaches

Yeah…I’m gonna’ need those TPS reports

That’s right, I said it.   At least for me, there was no stress like high school stress.  Does anyone really need to write a story to explain that?  Umm…not really….but I’m going to anyway.  After all, I just celebrated my 53rd ‘free year’ since surviving getting hit by a school bus, so why not.

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Meet the Enforcer – Getting Swats in School

Yup, looked quite a bit like this!

It’s happened – I’m officially old.  Why do I say this, you may ask?  Because I’ve turned into one of the people I used to think was old when they said things like, ‘the good old days’ or ‘things were better then’.  Well….other than 1968…..maybe they were…
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My Stepfather Joe

 

                     He usually was smiling

Joe was my stepfather, but he was so much more to me than just a substitute dad for when my biological dad wasn’t around.  How does one go about writing a tribute story about someone they loved?  I guess it’s by sharing my favorite memories of that person.  This one is about my stepfather – Joe. Continue reading

Breakfast – The Most Important Meal of the Day

 

Breakfast of Champs?

 

Breakfast, the most important meal of the day; so said Lenna Cooper in 1917.  Since then though, that slogan’s been hijacked by the likes of Cap’n Crunch and Fruit Loops.  I will say though that when I was raising my boys, breakfast was the ‘most memorable’ meal of the day.  Continue reading

Taco Bell – Where People Go to Grow

 

        Ours looked just like this one

 

My very first real job was for Taco Bell.  I started as a regular hourly worker and was eventually ‘fired’ (link) while serving as the second youngest Store Manager in the country.  I’ve already written a few Taco Bell related stories but there are so many additional memories from that time of my life.  I’m not sure where this story will go but I wanted to see if I could jot the rest of them down and hope they fit together somehow.
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