My face is missing me. Until I was instructed not to touch my nose, my eyes or my mouth with my hands, I never thought I was the kind of guy who played around with his face like a first base coach giving instructions to his baserunners. Now I can’t help myself. I need …
(Jody Beth, Nigel, Sammy and Zeke are all White Swiss Shepherds who keep me sane.) Jody Beth: “Hey guys, I think Don’s going crazy. He’s spending too much time with us. He should go to work.” Sammy: “Yeah. Sometimes he just sits there on our food bench mumbling …
Thank goodness I’m an optimist. It helps me see kindness and opportunity where others see fear, panic and chaos. Our whole world is facing the coronavirus challenge. For me, it’s best to be updated briefly on the international crisis once a day. Then, I shut off the …
What’s wrong with me? Attempting to pick up little nuggets that will serve me in my elder years, I’ve purchased yet another self-help book. I have so many hardbound guidebooks to serenity, I can set them up like dominoes. Just a nudge, and one book will fall on the next one …
I’m accepting change. My age and medical condition qualify me for being at high risk for the coronavirus. It’s like moving up to the front of the class for special recognition. Many people are telling me what to do – or more accurately, what not to do. Here are a couple tips …
Am I going off the edge? So the world is telling me to wash my hands frequently. To hang in there for at least 20 seconds. Make sure I pay attention to my fingernails. Wipe my hands thoroughly on a clean towel. At first, I was just being compliant. Off I’d go to the …
When I get really, really old, I’m going to be smarter and better organized. I’ve already made my list: I will know where my wallet, phone and keys are at all times. I will transfer my list of contacts from my notepad to my cell phone. I will know how to use Uber rather than …
If you don’t think competition is a good thing, do I have a sweet story for you. Back in 1912, the National Biscuit Company in New York City was in a slump. The famous Barnum’s Animals cookies were capturing the market. Then, deep inside the National Biscuit Company’s …
The memory of one loving and courageous lady has lived with me for over 35 years. The story started with Godfrey, an oversized pit bull who lived down the street from me in Cedarburg, Wisconsin, back in 1983. His owner, rarely home, chained Godfrey to the tree in his front …
I’m going to make a mint with my new book. I haven’t started it yet, but I know the market is begging for my wisdom. The name of my book will be: Simple Recipes for Lazy Old Men. I discovered the opportunity after I recently attempted to do my share around the …