Monthly Archives: May 2010

Dad died this morning, at 4:45 a.m., May 31, 2010, just 13 days short of his 87th birthday. Seems fitting that this WWII veteran should pass on Memorial Day. It’s probably the most important thing his great-grandchildren will remember about … Continue reading →

My brother Craig comes today. Will fly in from Phoenix on the way back to his home in Omaha. Is making the trip to see our dad who is in the hospital in Lubbock. Is ironic that Craig’s visit comes … Continue reading →

Cooked burgers outside last night. On mesquite coals. Has been over a decade since I used real mesquite. Got busy, I guess. And lazy. So spent some years using propane and then charcoal. Not bad. Still had that cooked out … Continue reading →

The baccalaureate talk went well. I think. Couldn’t see the audience so had no clue how they were responding. Problem was stage lights. They blinded me to the first 10 or 12 rows of the center of the auditorium, which … Continue reading →

“I am the vine, and you are the branches,” said Jesus. “He who abides in Me and I in him bears much fruit, for apart from me you can do nothing” (John 15:5). That’s right. He said “Nothing.” Forty-something years … Continue reading →

Have not blogged for a week so let me give you a brief update.  Last week I gave finals, which meant lots of reading, then grading, then tracking down students who, after conscientiously doing their work all semester, were no-shows … Continue reading →

Workers will come today to lay saltillo tile in the back bedrooms. When they are through, our remodel, which began eight years ago, will be complete. Don’t worry. The house hasn’t been torn up all that time. It’s just that … Continue reading →

In the oldest picture I have of my mother and me together, we are enjoying my 5th birthday party. The table is decorated with a western theme, and mom has a toy six-shooter, holstered western-style, hanging from her hip. So … Continue reading →

Who put the bomp In the bomp bah bomp bah bomp Who put the ram In the rama lama ding dong No, I wasn’t attending a reunion of the Canyon High School class of ’67, but rather a performance put … Continue reading →

C. S. Lewis said he would rather read a good story, poorly told, than a poor story, well told. He also said those whose goal is to be great writers will probably not be great writers. Both statements make the … Continue reading →