Memoir

The urinal is out of order.Sorry for the inconvenience. That was what the sign in the pro shop men's room stated. It's just that I was in pain. Sad bladder 🙁

Thursday evenings are trash night for me, meaning that I have to gather up trash from around the house and put the trash dumpster out on the curb. Trash is picked up on Friday mornings, and they claim the right to pickup starting at seven a.m., and you don’t want to miss it. In the … Read more

I was in a colleague’s office and saw two things that gave me reason to pause and think. The first was a sign on his credenza that read “You probably wanted to do something cool with your life, but you never got that job.” The sign made me sad, well not sad as much as … Read more

I once went fishing with my father. He wanted to put in at the Portage river, which is west of Sandusky, and try for walleye. It was to be a special day in that he was taking a day off of work, and pulling me out of high school, for the day. It was a … Read more

In all those early years of boating with my father, we never had fun with the boats, other than fishing. Fishing is fun for some, but it’s boring and smelly and boring for others. Ultimately it’s disappointing, too, because you rarely get all the fish you wanted to catch. The boats were a vehicle to … Read more