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

Advertisements

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.

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

Fond Memories from my Church Bowling Years

Where am I going to put all these? (especially when I start my golfing career)

 

Bowling, I really miss bowling. I don’t have enough cartilage in my left knee and I really need a good left knee for bowling.  I’m right handed and right handed bowlers need to land on their left foot when rolling the ball. Don’t believe me?  Go bowling and roll the ball down the alley with your right hand while standing only on your bent right leg.  I tried it – I looked even more goofy than I already am, (and I didn’t think it possible). If you’re a frequent visitor here then you know why my left leg is bad (here in this story).  Memories though; my bowling memories are some of my favorite. Continue reading

Correspondence School – Worth the Effort

The poor innocents – my boys

 

I really appreciate the encouragement to continue writing these little excepts from my rusty old memory bank.  Honestly, I never…..NEVER expected to be sitting here after having written 200+ real life stories! When I was young, I was a true left-brainer, a real math geek.  I mean, seriously – I could prove out a Calculus theorem in nothing flat, but put me into a literature writing class and my palms would get sweaty, my nails chewed off and a few Excedrin downed.  So I continue to amaze myself when I get excited about the prospect of writing another new story. Continue reading

Brilliant Things Said at Evening College – My Undergraduate Education

We were on a quest of unparalleled magnitude

After I finally managed to earn my Associates Degree in the correspondence program, I took the next step towards furthering my personal journey of educational osmosis; I enrolled in one of the most prestigious evening college Bachelor of Accounting programs in Cincinnati.  Ok, you got me, it was the only evening option available to me.  But hey, I didn’t just earn a degree, the degree was just part of the deal.  Icing on the cake conversation osmosis; things I will never forget.

Continue reading

You Need Glasses Young Man – Who Me?

Hmm...so this is a baseball

Hmm…so this is a baseball

Not too long ago, I had an eye examination.  I like to make sure I’m seen at least every other year.  If for nothing else, I like to make sure no early stage of glaucoma is coming on.  As usual, my ophthalmologist flipped out the lights on us and then flashed the tiny alphabet soup chart on the wall and told me to read the third line from the bottom.  To that, I said to her – I think I can read the bottom line.

Continue reading

A Stroll Down Memory Lane in Hamilton, Ohio

Ah......Frisch's Big Boy

Ah……Frisch’s Big Boy

I’m 30,000 feet above the Earth as I’m beginning this week’s story, on my way home to Sacramento.  My visit was a quick-in, quick-out trip to help celebrate the 80th birthday for my wife’s mom.  Although it was a quick visit, it was a productive visit, a lot was accomplished.

Continue reading

We Covet What We See Every Day – What Goes Around Really DOES Come Around

I can smell your car stereo

            I can smell your car stereo

Hannibal Lecter: First principles, Clarice. Simplicity. Read Marcus Aurelius. Of each particular thing ask: what is it in itself? What is its nature? What does he do, this man you seek? 

Clarice Starling: He kills women… 

Hannibal Lecter: No. That is incidental. What is the first and principal thing he does? What needs does he serve by killing? 

Clarice Starling: Anger, um, social acceptance, and, huh, sexual frustrations, sir… 

Hannibal Lecter: No! He covets. That is his nature. And how do we begin to covet, Clarice? Do we seek out things to covet? Make an effort to answer now. 

Clarice Starling: No. We just… 

Hannibal Lecter: No. We begin by coveting what we see every day. Don’t you feel eyes moving over your body, Clarice? And don’t your eyes seek out the things you want? 

Continue reading