Be Aware

Have you ever had one of those moments where you are super-aware of the impact that your own decisions have on those around you? You see your children performing actions or saying things that you know they got from you. Maybe something is being introduced at the job that you discovered. Regardless, this is your imprint on their lives. Something you did made a difference to someone else. Continue reading “Be Aware”

There’s no place like home

In 1994, my dad and I got into a huge fight out in the driveway of our house in Louisville, IL. It was the summer after my senior year and I was at the height of my stupidity, absolutely. Foul words were shared. Accusations were made. My mother was able to hear the entire conversation (unknown to me at the time) from an open bedroom window. My dad said that if I thought that I was a big boy then maybe it was time for me to get out. So, I loaded up my 1976 GMC Postal Delivery Jeep and took off down the road towards Flora. Continue reading “There’s no place like home”

Bucket List

We all get so excited about the arrival of the summer months. There is so much extra time for activities. The days are longer. You don’t have to plan things around a school schedule. Everyone is home and together all at the same time. Let the summer activity schedule commence. Continue reading “Bucket List”

No Room In Life For This

I grew up in Louisville, IL from the years of 1978 through 1994. At that point, I moved ten minutes up the road to Flora and lived there until 2001. I have always been told that you should not end a sentence with a number and I have now done it with two consecutive sentences. Anyways, growing up in the middle of a cornfield (not literally, we’re not Children of the Corn) did not provide me with a whole lot of diversity. Continue reading “No Room In Life For This”

I Miss The Mountains

During the two years that we lived in Virginia, we were given the opportunity to vacation at the ocean on four different occasions. The agency we worked for sent us on a trip to Kill Devil Hills, NC one year and Myrtle Beach the next. We also got the chance to go to Virginia Beach and Sandbridge Beach on a couple of our long stretches off. Man, I love the ocean. I really never feel freer than when I am sitting with my feet in the waves.  Continue reading “I Miss The Mountains”

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