“Sorry, dear Granddaughter. But sometimes, life just isn’t fair.”
If only I’d been this gracious and wise when my luck turned (and hers soured) the other day.
Continue reading“Sorry, dear Granddaughter. But sometimes, life just isn’t fair.”
If only I’d been this gracious and wise when my luck turned (and hers soured) the other day.
Continue reading“Well, at least we didn’t pay $50 to park.”
Continue readingI wrapped up an excellent year in the Golf League on Friday afternoon. Not that anyone seemed to notice.
Continue readingI noticed an odd sight during the final match of our Golf League season the other evening: something of a traffic jam on the fairway of the 7th hole.
Continue readingIt is mid-September, after all. So I suppose I shouldn’t be surprised that many of the “annuals” in our flower pots are looking a little tired.
Continue readingIn my case, it was a repast 48 years in the making.
Continue readingI was blessed by my return yesterday to the family’s fountainhead, St. Francis Borgia Church in Washington, Missouri.
Continue readingAt times, I wonder if those seven juvenile birds understand just how good they’ve got it.
Continue readingYou might say it’s been an interesting week on my block. As long as you had no particular place to go.
Continue readingIt took under ten seconds for me to realize I was out of my element at the party supply mega-store.
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