Social Media – What is it even good for? Absolutely nothing! Good God!

About 18 years ago I ended up in a rough place. My father had been diagnosed with cancer and the outlook was very grim, at best. Most people don’t survive their first go ’round with this type of cancer, much less see another year or two. I was in my early twenties and just starting… Continue reading Social Media – What is it even good for? Absolutely nothing! Good God!

What are we fighting for?

Editor’s Note:  I wrote this back about 3 months or so, ago.  I was going to add a paragraph or two about my Dad, which I might do as an extended piece, but I thought I would get it posted now, as it has spent far too much time on my “To Do” list.  … Continue reading What are we fighting for?

Coming Full Circle

My Dad was a railroad man, over 30+ years. Seventeen with Milwaukee, another eighteen or so with Burlington Northern. For most of it he was a signalman, and he commanded a lot of different skills- electronics, communications, welding, repair, etc. And a ton of labor. When I was younger, he often tried to steer me… Continue reading Coming Full Circle

A Cup of Coffee With Dad

Yesterday was my birthday.  It was a time for reflection for me, but nothing earth shattering or particularly apocalyptic in nature.  I think about my life and place in this world a lot more than once a year.  Yesterday was just the first day I did it, aged 36.  No, yesterday wasn’t so much about… Continue reading A Cup of Coffee With Dad

To each their own…decision.

I happened to be reading this article when my oldest son looked over my shoulder and started reading along with me.  This lead to a conversation of sorts with him, which I rather enjoyed. At first my son was actively against the shop owners.  He said he would have sued the owners, too.  Not because… Continue reading To each their own…decision.

It was the best of times, it was the worst of times

I don’t post personal things on Facebook much. I don’t believe in airing my dirty laundry, and I happen to like my life, so I see no reason to complain about it, even when I struggle. Having said that, I want to share a bit of a story with you in the hopes that it… Continue reading It was the best of times, it was the worst of times