little things…

Once, my brother in law and I rode horse back 1/2 a day from our cabin bordering the national forest and hiked up to the wilderness area planning to overnight just above the tree line, ( 11,000 feet ). Read the rest of this entry »


a bit of bragging

Summer open gym was pure joy. Read the rest of this entry »


from kbytes to petabytes

In 1975 I took a job as a computer operator at Chi Corporation. Read the rest of this entry »


who has your back

Today is my birthday, well past halfway to one hundred. Read the rest of this entry »


twister

I might have cheated at Twister. Read the rest of this entry »


take february off

My dad learned to drink in World War II. He left a young boy and in the combat of Germany and the Pacific Islands he became a man.

After the war he taught, and while I don’t recall him drinking on school nights, when he drank, he drank hard. Each year he would give up the sauce for a month, just to prove he could do it. It was always February, the shortest month.

May you get through the hard times as lightly as possible. Sometimes that’s were change starts.


warlord

When I was young I knew a young martial artist from Hong Kong. Read the rest of this entry »


applied history

The bus trip from ninth grade to senior high was more than just distance. Read the rest of this entry »


super-fun super-fund

When I was young we lived near a stream called Fields Brook and the Ashtabula river it fed. Read the rest of this entry »


celebrating

Been through more than a few new year celebrations. Read the rest of this entry »