A few mornings ago, I was taking my early morning walk after smashing Sherry in our two hands of gin rummy we play at 5:30 each morning. After our competition, I routinely walk down our long driveway to our mailbox and back. Sherry needed subtle revenge, so she reminded me I …
Yes, I once again have done an evidence-based study, and I am searching for a scientific journal to publish my findings for the world to devour. It’s about reassessing one’s true age. I just need a little help from anyone who passed a ninth-grade math class. Based on …
I like to ask that question of my friends. It gives me a refreshing perspective of what counts for them on the inside. A few of my intellectual buddies (you know, the Ivy school crowd) came up with books I didn’t know and couldn’t pronounce. I wrote down the titles as …
Boy is waiting for me each morning, just where I left him the night before. He is the leader of a band of animals who hang out on my bed during the day. Some of my macho friends make fun of me, but I love the stuffed animals who keep me company when I …
As a young, ambitious chap, I managed the Four Winds Motel on West Colfax in Denver while also starting a statewide sports magazine. The motel owner was an 80-year-old man named Jacob. He was a tough businessman and taught me important lessons I never learned at the Ramada …
When I’d mess up in my private or business life, I learned to find someone who was doing it right and copy his or her successful approach. It helped me out of jams over and over again. In Reno, on South Virginia Street, there are two fast food restaurants across the street …
I’ve had one quote on my wall for over 30 years. It’s Theodore Roosevelt’s famous lines comparing the “critic” to the “doer.” It is not the critic who counts: not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles or where the doer of deeds could have done better. The credit …
The fire spread through Washoe Valley, hopping from tree to tree, jumping over highways and attacking homes, barns and businesses. The Holy Spirit Catholic Mission burned to the ground, leaving only a five-foot statue of the Virgin Mary in its wake. The north wind headed the …
My ears were itching. I took out my hearing aids and slipped them into my shirt pocket. Hours later, I put my shirt in the hamper. That night, Sherry did the laundry. My hearing aids came out clean, dry and useless. I experienced a week of dull sound. No birds chirping. No …
How soon these cat lovers forget. Perhaps my favorite pet of all times was Roy M. Quick. I told you the story a few years ago, but I’m getting too much static about my obsession favoring the canine species. Here’s a recap of my love affair with my tabby pal: I think …
