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I ran, and finished, my first half-marathon Sunday morning. I’ve never entered a big race and never run that far in my entire life. Just last year I could barely run 2 miles without stopping to walk. They say 2 hours and 6 minutes is a respectable time for 13.1 miles, and I was fairly…
DetailsA father’s need to turn his son into a man and a mother’s need to protect her young are NOT naturally compatible instincts. Surely you’ve seen the movie “A Christmas Story,” where little Ralphie tells everyone that he wants an official Red Ryder carbine action two-hundred shot range model air rifle… but what did the…
DetailsThe word “reunion” literally means “to bring together again.” But is there actual unity after the initial re-meeting? My wife Carol and I just attended our North Central High School reunion in Indianapolis, and I’m still energized from it. The shared educational experience so many years ago was not really a choice for us back…
DetailsI had an obsession once. I wanted to bang the drum… the big bass drum that sat on top of a player piano at Farrell’s ice cream parlor in the Castleton Square mall. Long before Chuck E. Cheese baked his first pizza, Farrell’s was THE place for birthday parties, and it was my first real…
DetailsDo you have one of those childhood photos that you wish would never see the light of day again? Yes… that is me on the left with my older brother Jeff on the right. I wrote a bit of cowboy poetry below, dedicated to my childhood and the spirit of the Old West. When I was…
DetailsRevisiting a childhood home can be an emotional experience. After you get over the difference in scale (not as big as you remember it) you’re transported back in time to relive memories you thought were long gone. I recently got to visit my childhood home at 802 S. Lafayette Street in Macomb, Illinois, and I…
Details“You’re aaaallll sinners! Repent before it’s too late!!” I turned to see where the voice was coming from. I was late for my freshman psychology lecture, but I had to see what was going on. There in the middle of the grass mall was a large circle of 50 students with a skimmer straw hat…
DetailsSocial media allows anyone to connect directly to authors and thought leaders and have unfiltered conversations that were just not possible in the past. I just had a lunchtime exchange on Facebook with Larry Winget, author of the upcoming book “No Time for Tact.” A self-described pitbull of personal development, Larry’s in-your-face, direct style can…
Details“Come on, you can do it! Break the board! Break the board!!“ My best friend Jeff Bagby was coaching me on martial arts in the basement of his house in Kokomo, Indiana. It was the early 70’s and Kung Fu was at its popularity peak, fueled by primetime TV shows, movies and comic books. I…
DetailsThere was a light rain followed by a sharp temperature drop, and fresh icy snow had formed all the way up Salisbury hill. There were other ways I could have gone home, but I wanted to take this shortcut. My beloved ‘71 Monte Carlo had plenty of power – a 400 cubic inch engine with…
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