My Dad is hovering over me
Last night I had a particularly vivid dream about my late father. Dad was a car mechanic for decades, then a home builder for several years before he retired. My two brothers and I worked in our father's Texaco station in Fort Smith, Arkansas from the time we...
Staying home to go far away
For a long time, I have been a man on the run—not in the criminal sense. I have a wanderlust that, until now, has been seemingly insatiable. Over the years my travels have been both professional and personal. For about 35 years, the majority of the time spent...
Love
Today, in a year I can't disclose, my wife was born. In November of 1987, I had my first date with her. I was, how do they say: "poor as a church mouse." I was slowly emerging from two personal crisis—divorce and ridding myself of some bad habits. I also had three...