Will I ever see Santa again ? After writing yesterdays blog entry that was the thought on my mind. I hadn’t really missed him when my own children outgrew that. In fact, never gave it a thought. I must be getting sentimental in my… Continue reading

The Grandchildren are nine and ten. Mark,the ten year old will be eleven in January. With Christmas fast approaching I was curious if they still held on to their belief in Santa Claus. I certainly am not going to ask them. Neither… Continue reading

Last evening was the Christmas parade and lighting of the town. It was a swell parade, complete with a marching band. My Grand daughter was in it with her Girl Scout troop. The air was  brisk but comfortable enough for walking. This… Continue reading

I rarely print pictures any more. Just the occasional special shot or two. Rarer still do I order any prints. Oh, I post them on Facebook and send them in e-mail. I keep them in files on the computer. I have made… Continue reading

Yesterday was the anniversary of a movie release. Brians Song. I remember the movie vaguely. Something about a football player and I think he dies from cancer. A real tear jerker I’m told. I know all this because a radio talk… Continue reading

A little or a lot ? Friends that is. Do you have a lot of friends or just a few ? Personally I have just a few. One of them is my wife. For some unknown reason I don’t have a lot… Continue reading

Maybe it is just that I’m not paying attention. I haven’t heard about any must have toys for this year. In fact I don’t remember any for the past few years. The one I remember the most was those cabbage… Continue reading

When I was twelve years old I went to the seventh grade. I left elementary school behind and attended classes at the high school. We didn’t call it middle school back then, it was junior high. Not sure when that changed. Or… Continue reading

I was watching the television when this ad comes on. A  man ,about forty or so I’d say,is standing by a roadway. He is looking down a hill and says, ” I used to ride my bicycle down this hill… Continue reading

Growing up you could say I was living on the fence. By that I mean I was neither totally one way or another. On any given day and for any given occasion I may be on either side of the… Continue reading