So there’s this mouse in my house that thinks he’s smarter than I am. He (or she) has another thing coming. For one thing, I’m 73 years of age, experienced in the ways of the world. I have a master’s degree. Then there is this mouse in my house, mainly in the kitchen …
Mark Twain said, “Life would be infinitely happier if we could only be born at the age of eighty and gradually approach eighteen.” Following the wisdom of Twain, I have over six years before I’m born at eighty. If I gradually started back to eighteen at that time, I wonder …
We have an old, old cat, approaching 20 years of age. Sherry and I have had Alice Pea Tucker since she was just a little kitty. We love her so much and we share stories of her many exciting moments throughout her lifetime. There was a span of fifteen years where our property …
At a very young age, I started a statewide sports magazine in Colorado. I didn’t know what the hell I was doing. I wasn’t trying to get rich or famous, I just had this dream of publishing a quality publication combining stories of athletes at the high school, college and …
There’s a little hole in my backyard where Buddy Rivers, many years ago, attempted to bury a bone from the other German Shepherds in his pack. This little hole is between my front door and places I wish to go. If I’m headed to the garage or the tool shed or to lock the front …
Starting in fifth grade, I always had a job. My first job was picking up golf balls at a driving range before school and on weekends. Then I worked at a funeral home tidying up before and after services. That job was kind of creepy. My next professional position was at a …
As I age, at times even gracefully, it dawns on me how important it is to spend time with people who bring something to the table. I don’t mean something like cinnamon rolls or money, but something like knowledge, friendship and honest feedback. If you like literature, I’d …
I have a trunk full of family photographs that have been just sitting in the back of my closet for years. Some are in little albums with torn covers, others are in glass frames, cracked and dusty with age. I thought I ought to pull out the photos to see what treasures I …
I want to be like Bat Masterson. He makes my life appear rather boring and mundane. As a young man in the 1870s, he was a buffalo hunter and scout. Bat became a gunfighter and tamed Dodge City, Kansas, when it was rough and wild. He was friends with Wyatt Earp and, later in …
So many of my aging buddies are playing more golf. Several of them have a dream of shooting a round that matches their age. Maybe it’s my poor selection of friends, but I don’t think it will ever happen to any of them. Those who play regularly establish what is called a …
