Sometimes the craziest things spark a memory. Whether it be the smell of burning leaves that reminds you of fall and spirals you into seasonal depression or the obscured back road in the middle of nowhere that reminds you of the first time you tried out back-seat yoga in your old Chevelle. Today, I had … Continue reading “Polkas, Bartels and Some Dusty LPs.” Or, “Remembering WARD-AM.”
The hurricane season in south Florida proved to be uneventful, which for me is good. However, just as we’re ready to put an end to the season, a wicked woman by the name of Ida is churning in the North Atlantic and the entire state of Florida is in the cone of probability. … Continue reading “Oh Ida!” Or, “I Don’t Have Hurricane Shutters!”
The obituary read like a small novel. Two large columns filled with Ted’s life long accomplishments. A father of three, a member of the greatest generation, a successful businessman. When he served his country he received medals for good conduct and marksmanship before being honorably discharged. When I saw Ted’s picture on the … Continue reading “He Looks So Good.” Or, “In My Obituary Use a Current Photo.”
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