Category Archives: Memories
Wins and Losses
It is just four in the morning. I checked the DoorDash app, and there is work to be done down in the city right now. I would imagine the volume is low. But it is there. I kind of wish … Continue reading
Doing the Dishes
It’s Sunday morning. I got up around six, before the curtain of night began to give way to the hot winter’s sun. It is stabbing now, killed the night and lights every corner outside, trying to find its way into … Continue reading
Remembering When
I remember going through the shop my great-great-grandparents had in West Virginia. It was an old-time gas station and local shop. As I remember it, it was complete with soda fountain. The building was pretty old when I was there … Continue reading
Coming of Age
My first year of high school I remember the upperclassmen talking about one of the teachers that had retired at the end of the year before. I don’t remember a name, or even a gender, to be honest, to go … Continue reading
My Best Friends
In the 1980’s, when I was a teenager boy, my grandmother took me aside on more than one occasion and told me that the thing my mother did wrong with all her kids was to be a friend, rather than … Continue reading
Christmas 2024
Well, another Christmas Day has just come to a close. The kids were home with their wives and kids, and we all had a good time together. The new little babies were there to give me an appreciation of the … Continue reading
The Mid-December of 2024
While we are still on a pause, things around the house are going along. I admit that days like today I didn’t feel like doing much. I did some, but I did not feel like much. I did get some … Continue reading
White Nights
I am reading the Russian White Nights, by Fyodor Dostoevsky. I have 18 pages left to go, but so far, it is about a lonely man who meets on chance a woman who is very nearly attacked by a drunk. … Continue reading
Doctor Marigold and My Memories
I did not read the whole story that comes next in the book of short stories tonight. It was too long for a relaxing read for me. It is called Doctor Marigold. It has been fun so far as it … Continue reading
Christmas 1978
Grandpa was trying to get the Christmas lights to work, but the strand was not lighting up. He wiggled the bulbs and looked through glass trying to find one with a broken filament. My job was to carefully hold the … Continue reading