Whenever my mother lost something (which was almost daily), she would put her hands together in prayer, look up into the heavens and say, “Saint Anthony, I know you are a busy guy but I’ve searched the whole house for my lost (glasses, purse, keys, earrings, perfume bottle, …
I shave my face quicker than any man still standing. It’s a skill I’ve been blessed with, probably thanks to generations and generations of Kuhls and Duffys who honed this talent long ago. If you are a doubter, time yourself. I can do a professional job in 35 seconds, …
I have a gift for you. My second book is moving into production at Health Communications, Inc. It is a high-quality, hardcover, four-color, 224-page book appropriate for your bookshelf or coffee table. The book includes many stories from the Aging blog and will go into …
I have made a bad mistake over and over. You should not be so silly. There are at least a dozen friends and colleagues who wish to check up on me. You know: “How’s it going, Don?” “Just wanted to see you.” “Let’s hit breakfast at the Cracker Box.” “I’ve been trying to reach …
If I write another book, it will be titled “Things I Shouldn’t Have Done When I Was a Kid.” Memories keep floating back to me at the oddest times. Yesterday, I was vacuuming and suddenly remembered picking up golf balls in sixth grade at the Penkhus Driving Range. Steve, …
I wrote this in my journal 50 years ago: There’s two of me. The me who takes “important people” out for dinner and drinks. The me who must look good because “important people” tell me so. This me is going places. Everyone is watching me roll. The other me …
Here’s a great slogan I just made up: It’s not who you know – it’s who they know. My best friend and mentor for 50 years was Frank Tate. He got me out of jams and into graduate school. He gave me bucks when I was dead broke. He made me laugh when everyone told …
This may have been the worst morning of my lifetime. I show up at Sweetwater Pain and Spine (what a terrible name for a pain clinic). I’m to have a nerve study. What the hell is that? So I go into this tiny, white room with a doctor and an assistant. I’m asked to undress …
I made a huge blunder. My post on February 3 really sucked in so many ways. First, it was selfish. I’ve been stuck with this crappy, ego-driven, Frank Sinatra song, “My Way,” running through my head every night for weeks and weeks. I thought writing the blog might be my …
By my best calculation, I’ve hit about 37,000 drives in my golf lifetime. Yet, after all those attempts, I’ve only scored one hole-in-one. It was in the early 1970s at Blackhawk Country Club in Madison, Wisconsin. It was on the 18th hole, 141 yards. Good golfers (and I …
