Back in the 60s my grampa, my dad, and my uncle used to drive to Kansas City to stay in an apartment and work all week, then drive back home to southern Missouri on the weekends. Dad said when they got back to the apartment, my uncle would get out an old can and say, […]
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When I was seven and my brother was four we went with my Dad and his friend Roy on a float trip. I don’t remember the river, but I do remember a lot of things about the trip. One thing was at one point in the river, over to the side, there was this circle […]
I learned a new euphemism the other night when I was holding my friends’ six month old baby boy. I haven’t held one for years, but I still kind of remember how. Anyway, I was holding him so he was reclining. His four year old sister came over to have a look, I guess to make sure […]
I walked outside. It was September, cool, and overcast. Suddenly, the sun jumped out from its cloudy cover. I squinted against the sudden brightness. “Ow!” said a small child, experiencing the same thing. “What?” asked his mother. “That burns my eyes!” he replied. Never had I wanted so much to blurt out: “The goggles! They […]
“I snuck a beer.” The guy who told me this looked to be about 6 years old. He didn’t say it like he was bragging. “Are you supposed to be drinking beer?” I asked him. “No,” he said. “I poured it out. I thought my mom was going to smell my breath.”
Yesterday, specifically. We were on the way back from the Mickey and there was a woman with two young boys around three and five on the elevator with us. The three year old had a tendency to wander (I know you’re as shocked as I was). The elevator door opened at a floor different than […]
One day I took the guys in my Sunday School class hiking at Burr Oak Woods and then we went to the Bass Pro Shop. We had a great day together, I got some cool pictures, and the guys all got a nap in the car on the way home (I guess they can’t keep […]
Someone pointed out to me that I hadn’t disclosed the entire story in my previous post. The truth is, my friend’s real name isn’t Logan; we just call him that because he looks like Wolverine. To that end, he is the recipient of lots of Weapon X-related teasing. Like the day I looked at his hand […]
A friend of mine from our Baptist church and I recently took at trip and we stayed the night at the house of a Baptist couple. By ‘night’ I mean ‘four hours.’ Anyway, we got up the next morning anxious to get back on the road. Our hostess was insistent on fixing us something for […]
As long as I could remember my Dad always drove American cars, so it was a great surprise when my uncle mentioned that my Dad and his twin brother had once owned a Volkswagen Beetle–for a short time. “They were coming around a long curve on our gravel road. Our neighbor and his wife were […]