Originally published in The Chronotype. When I was 16, my father asked me if I wanted to go to college. I said yes. “You’ll
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What would I tell my younger self?
I’ve recently discovered Substack–or maybe it’s SubStack–as I wondered where some of my regular favorite articles on the Art of Manliness had gone. It turned
Playing catch-up ball.
It’s been too long between posts, and as I apparently have nothing else to do–waiting for the water-softener folks, who were supposed to be here
Batchin’ it.
Sue flew to Nashville today to attend her annual Travel Leaders convention. This is her first trip without me in 11 months, and I’m a
The winter that will not end.
An amazing thing happened at our house a couple weeks ago. I looked out the window at our deck, and actually saw the deck. It
Summertime, family time
It is a rare moment I find myself in. It’s 8:23 on a Wednesday morning, and I’m home, not at the radio station, entertaining thousands
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