The Lasts

Scott had an English assignment to make a collage of things that interest him, people he looks up to and what he would like to do as a career. This afternoon I gathered a few magazines, a pair of scissors and we began to cut out words and images ~words like faith, family and airplanes…lots…

 It is amazing how one day, one small milestone success can make such a big difference, and just like that (insert sound of snapping of fingers here) your life changes. Amy passed her behind the wheel test. Her laminated driver’s license will be arriving in the mail soon. She is now able to drive herself…

I decided to write about something for the local paper I knew nothing about. Tattoos. For someone who threw up on a nurse drawing blood, the thought of going near needles was way out of my comfort zone. I walked into Old School Tattoo Parlor, pen and paper in hand along with a digital recorder…

A black Jeep Cherokee pulled into our driveway, close to where I was standing. Nathan, our oldest son, stepped out and wrapped me in is powerful embrace. He was home. Not on a long pass, or because of deployment leave. After 5 years in the United States Marine Corp, Nathan is home for good. “Well,…

Do you remember the scene from the movie “Father of the Bride” where Steve Martin’s character is talking to his grown daughter and all of a sudden he sees her when she is 6? In her little child voice she announces, “Daddy…I am getting married!” He shakes his head and wonders where the years have…

You were so faithful all those years, heating up our toast. A kitchen friend who did the job, without the need to boast. So goodbye four slot toaster, though you never had a name, Breakfast time without you, just won’t be the same. Over time your spring was was sprung, your timing turned to slug….