I just had another bizarre encounter, here on my next to last day in Florida. I wasn't quite ready for bed, so I stopped at a small bar on the way home, figuring to listen to some music and relax for 30 minutes. I was sipping my orange juice like I do whenever I'm on … Continue reading It will be ok, Jim .
It was Christmas, my birthday, and Father's Day rolled into one this morning. I'm not sure I should be posting something so personal. My son and I share breakfast out, three or four mornings every week. We're squeezing in time this rushed week with not a minute to spare. From time to time he'll mention … Continue reading Father and Son .