Growing up we all heard the limerick, “Sticks and stones may break your bones but words will never hurt you.” I am not sure there is not a greater lie foisted on people, especially children. The childhood jingle does more to ignore the ways words used by those around … Continue reading
Love has been in the news. Today we make some news of our own. Twenty-eight years ago to the day, Patty and I stood and expressed our love in two words, “I do.”
These years later we have filled out the meaning of those two words in ways we … Continue reading
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Last friday Cohen came to hang out with Grandpa Doc. Grammy’s allergies were getting her down so it was up to G-Pa to work his magic. We played. Cohen bounced. And bounced. And bounced. Eventually he got hungry, wore himself out, and took a nap.
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Read MoreMy phone rattled while working on a eulogy to be given this afternoon. Cohen rang me up. Well, not really Cohen. Kimberly sent over a photo of Cohen who is seven months old today. I think that is an adjusted five months. I know all of that is important … Continue reading
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In the 1940’s my grandparents built a house in Oklahoma City. We knew it as “Big Paw and Nanny’s.” Christmas, Thanksgiving, and regular visits made this one of our favorite places growing up. After Kimberly and Tommie were born a new designation was needed for my grandparents. They welcomed … Continue reading