This week, I’ve been reminiscing about past Julys. What has made the month memorable for you over the years? Here’s one of mine: It was a muggy July night in 1958 when I learned my life was about to change in a big way. I was walking back from playing basketball …
I was about seven years old. I traveled with my dad, Vern, as he made sales calls to farmers in Indiana. Several nights, we watched minor league baseball games with a nice lady, Martha. I got to eat popcorn and Coney dogs and sleep on Martha’s couch with her dog, …
Some memories hang on. This one does. I was in West Bend, Wisconsin, at a popular coffee spot maybe 40 years ago. A dad was there with two kids, around five and seven years old. He just sat there, sipping his coffee and staring at the wall. His two kids were going nuts, …
Oh my goodness! Just what I don’t need. Another addiction to mess with. It’s koi fish for our pond. I can’t go by the PetSmart store without pulling in, going to the fish section and selecting six more koi at twelve bucks a pop while I’m quietly whispering the Serenity …
While the National Institutes of Health spent $465,339 teaching pigeons how to use slot machines, the Hiram Scott College Research Institute was getting no bucks, hanging around public bathrooms for good reasons. I don’t mean to brag, but I did a scientific study on …
How lucky am I? At age 80, I’m still blessed with Connie, my oldest sister, who gives me support and wisdom whenever I need it late at night. Without a doubt, Connie is the brightest of the four Kuhl children. She whizzed through high school, college and graduate …
I can’t believe it. William was a classmate of mine at Lyons Township High School over 60 years ago. William was smart. Not so much me. William was popular, like class-president popular. Not so much me. Beautiful girls fawned over William. Not so much me. BUT… …
At a recent Connections gathering, participants were asked to come up with one word that best described their whole life. This particular group was made up of bright men and women above age 65. Here we go: Jody… Faith Jarred… Perseverance Pam… Fortitude Tellis… Joy …
I wasn’t looking for it. I was heading to a boring meeting when Dionne Warwick’s voice slipped into my brain. “What’s it all about, Alfie?” It brought back memories of a movie I saw when I had just broken into my twenties. Michael Caine played a young fellow who was …
I’m prone to falling. Not a good thing at my age. Particularly when you have your hands in your pockets. Now, when I climb the rocky hill across our creek, Poncer Mountain (named after our first dog), I never have my hands in my pockets. I’m ready for the fall that is bound …
