I leaned over the side of the boat. Again. I fail to understand why anyone thinks this is getting back to nature. If it is, then nature stinks. Literally. I tripped over the bucket of fish on my way back to the front of the boat. The bump rising on my forehead was just one more thing to make me hate this outing. I stepped toward the seat that dad told me was for me – a cooler full of bait. What would he have me sit on if I were older? The only reason I could even plant my …Read the Rest
I felt the hot sand under my feet and wondered why it didn’t seem to bother the little ones. Here …Read the Rest
I carried a big stone as I walked toward the curb. Using it to hold down a corner of the …Read the Rest
If you are the black sheep of the family, no one actually has to tell you. You know. As a …Read the Rest
Sometimes we miss the most important thing. On Mother’s Day, we honor mothers – whether adoptive or biological – but …Read the Rest
I’ve been working in Wyoming for a few months now. Seven months a full 365 miles from my home in …Read the Rest
A few months ago, as I drove from Colorado Springs to my job in Wamsutter, Wyoming, I endured the screams …Read the Rest
“Please ask your boss if you can have the time off, Grandpa.” “Aiden, it’s not just the time off, honey. …Read the Rest
It seems like yesterday that I met you. Holding you in my arms was the ultimate adrenaline rush. It still …Read the Rest
“Why are you moving the King, Grandma?” “That’s how you play Solitaire. Watch what happens when I move it.” “Wow! …Read the Rest
