Originally published in The Chronotype. Like many men of my generation, I wasn’t introduced to weight training till my 40s. Myhigh school didn’t have anything
Tag: Wisconsin
Batchin’ it, part 2.
It’s good to come up for air. Figuratively, as well as literally. The last several weeks have been jam-packed with activity, most of it recently
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
A summer evening, and adventure.
It’s a late-summer evening in northwest Wisconsin as I write this, sitting on the second-floor balcony of our home on Pickerel Lake. The sounds of
Goodbye, Dad…
My father died on June 28. I sit in my living room on a Sunday afternoon in July, nearly two weeks after getting the late-night
A Strenuous Writer's Life 