Springtime Fun
In Boys will be Boys, I wrote about an important life lesson for males – when, and when not to fight. The big fight in the park did not have to end the way that it did. The one antagonizing could have simply backed off a bit and everything would have gone just fine that day. There wouldn’t have been blood or embarrassment for anyone and we would all have just enjoyed our football game. Continue reading
My wife and firstborn toasting
Do you have a major, overriding life goal, one that guides your actions above all others? I hope so as it can really help to drive your focus and attention to your long term planning activities as well as your contingency actions. Mine was relatively straightforward; be a better dad than my own. To me, this translates into working hard to provide them with options in life, options I never had, and trying to leverage my own life lessons in order to help my boys succeed, (or at least avoid some failures).
When my youngest boy graduated from a private liberal arts high school, I had felt that I had accomplished my life goal. They each had attended college on my dime and now my youngest had the benefit of a Waldorf education and could go to college on my dime if he chose to. Sometimes though, I have my doubts – did I really do the best that I could, did I give them each the best advice I could? Continue reading
The original game I played on, the pieces were wooden!
The greatest thing I love about being in my fifties is the ability to form more self-awareness, to understand the ‘whys’ of various aspects about myself. Writing these stories is also playing a role in this ‘self-awareness journey’.
I’ve done a bit of Dad-bashing in a few of these stories, and with good reason, but maybe I owe my dad some credit. You see, I pride myself on my strategic thinking. My career, my major life objectives, my financial planning – everything most important to me and my family, I have tried to plan out, to strategize…even the spacing apart of our children so I could afford to send them all to college. As Will Ferrel would say, “strategery”. Continue reading
Yeahhh Baby….
Dental appointments…don’t you love them? I don’t have great teeth, they’re just average. Don’t get me wrong, they’re not British-never-seen-a-dentist bad and they’re not Miss America white either. They’re ‘just teeth’. Up until the age of 30 or so I think I must have had like a hundred cavities. Ok, so maybe it wasn’t 100, but my dentist used to drive a Yugo when I started seeing him as a kid and then quickly moved up to a BMW. It just can’t be coincidence – I was helping to keep America working.
Fairly recent pic of Corey
When I write these little true life adventures, I try my best to relate them to any event or thought that’s going on in the present. Sometimes it doesn’t always work, but most of the time it does. When I first began writing these, I did it on a whim, not thinking that I would still be writing them more than a year later. I thought, how many stories can I write, fifty maybe? At some point, I began to get excited over the prospect of leaving behind a compendium of my life, something my kids and grandkids could possibly enjoy reading after I’m long gone. Continue reading
Growing up on Prytania 