Blast From The Past

This will be a memory of mine, but with two separate stories. I was born in Flint, Michigan and lived in Grand Blanc, MI until I was 11 years and Mom and Dad divorced. We were pretty much a typical American family of the time. On Sunday's Mom would take us to church at the …

Apologizing To An Angel

I posted today in remembrance of my Mom's 93rd birthday, and I use this story as a tribute to my own Mother. Even though she is gone, she continues to guide me through life. I miss her greatly, and remember what she wrote to me and my Brother's in a letter she wrote to us …

I Dropped The “F”Bomb

I don’t know why, but for some reason the memory of dropping an “F” bomb in front of Mom is something I’ll never forget. I think I was about 29 years old, and while it was not unusual for cuss words in our family gatherings...most of those consisted mostly of damn and shit.Let me start …

Mom, I Wrecked Your Car

The year was probably 1972, at least I think it was about then. I had my own car at the time, it was a 4 door 1965 Ford Fairlane. It was pretty basic "old man's" car that I'd love to have back in my possession right now, but back then it just wasn't "cool". But …

A Memorial and a Celebration

Today is bittersweet. It was 30 years ago today that my Nephew Zack was born into this world in Blytheville, AR. So today, we celebrate his birthday. Ironically, his birth date just happened to be the same date as the day our Mom passed 5 years ago. It has always been a balance between celebrating …