This short video is of my Dad playing with me and my sister BJ outside of our very first house. My baby sister Mary didn’t make an appearance due to a dispute in contract negotiations (actually, she was halfway through a nine-month ride in Mom’s belly). Continue reading Happy Father’s Day!
This past week of painfully oppressive hot and humid days had me experiencing hazy flashbacks, not because of a heat stroke or dehydration, but the vivid memories of a summer spent as a teen working with the construction crew of the Shenandoah Telephone Company (now Shentel). Continue reading Lineman for the County
As a social studies experiment, I cohabitated with my eventual first ex-wife, just to test how life wouldn’t be after matrimony. It was the mid-1980’s and her parents owned two properties in Hilton Head, South Carolina. One was a rental and the other was for family when they had the urge to golf or just hangout on the island’s beaches for a while. Continue reading Living with Alligators
As a result of one stupid decision that I made as a young man, I went from living a wonderful existence in a tiny cabin on the banks of the Shenandoah River, to surviving day-to-day in a rundown old house in the middle of Small-Town, Virginia. (Edinburg, to be exact) Traded in a beautiful girlfriend, two dogs and a canoe for a bachelor’s life shared with a childhood friend of mine. Continue reading Home Sweet Home- The Junkie Pad
Gladryl, the Dachshund, loved to go fishing as much as I did. If she was within ear-shot of the front porch, the moment that I picked up a fishing pole on my way to the river, her head would perk-up, and off she’d head towards the water’s edge. Continue reading A Dog Goes Fishing (The Cabin on the River-Part Two)
The old saying that “money can’t buy you happiness” has been beaten to death; but the horse is still alive, for now.
One of the happiest times in my life was naturally one of poorest financially. Of course it was, or that first sentence would have been really silly. As a twenty-year-old, I lived in a cabin with a wonderful young woman, had two dogs, a canoe, and the river in my front yard. My net personal worth was around $173, depending on the day of the week. It went up on payday, down on the weekends. Continue reading The Cabin on the River (Part-One)