The other day I was reading a blog written by one of my ” hometown ” friends. She mentioned taking a vacation and a group that had formed many years ago called the ” Ramblers “. As I understand it,… Continue reading

There are times in everyone’s life when it becomes necessary to swallow ones pride and accept some help. Whether it is with personal problems or financial issues. In years past this option wasn’t taken quite so often as it is today. Today it seems… Continue reading

I am fortunate to have in my possession a document, albeit not the original, but a copy of the writings of my Great Uncle Alfred. This man emigrated to the United States in search of a better life. He found it. In reading his… Continue reading

As I was looking at some old photographs and reading some posts it occurred to me what a strange thing life really is. We look back at the things we used to do and romanticize them. Especially everyday things like our  occupation or daily… Continue reading

The wife and I went to the middle school with our grand son last night. It was orientation. We arrived early to allow time for the purchase of his P.E. gear. Twenty bucks for shorts and a tee shirt. Mandatory.… Continue reading

For the last few months I have taken to walking to work. It is not all that far and is really a pleasant little walk. Down hill half the way and over the bridge across the river. I say good morning to… Continue reading

Did you ever feel like you were waiting for something ? Not sure what it is or if it affects you directly ?  That’s the way I’ve been feeling. A little anxious and impatient. Or perhaps pensive is a better adjective.  Is… Continue reading

The soccer season begins tonight. My grandson has his first practice. For me, that is the signal. Summer is effectively over. School begins here on the 27th. Changes in routine. Not long before dance classes begin again either. Labor day coming… Continue reading

I’m not sure how the conversation started, but I got to talking about the fitness thing. I got to thinking about my parents and how they did not exercise. In fact I thought it funny to even imagine my dad in sweatpants… Continue reading

Imitation is really the sincerest form of flattery. My grandson has taken up the practice of carrying a pocket knife. Something his grandfather does. I’ve carried a pocket knife as long as I can remember. Not as much when I… Continue reading