Stories of Suspense with a Sense of Humor
When I was a kid, we had a fairly rigid morning routine. The house was small, and my brothers and I slept in the (finished) attic. There was only a single bathroom, but in later years my father built a shower in the basement near the drain, but we were a bath-at-night family during the … Read more
Shortly before leaving for college, I went to a party at my friend’s house. It was an odd time because many of us were about to leave town and start new lives. There was an anxious energy about, at least for me there was. The party was much like the others we’d had that summer, … Read more
I’m helping my son with his science project. It is a classic: building a model of an atom. I don’t recall exactly which element we’re modeling, but we have a bunch of Styrofoam balls, poster board, and moxy. What we need is a plan. My son is not big on projects. It is not the … Read more
Yesterday, while working in the yard, I had an incident that demonstrates my own fault and folly with immaturity, and my relationship with my wife. She had done some pruning in one of her gardens, and loaded the refuse into a laundry basket. The laundry basket, overflowing with dead vegetation, was left at the side … Read more
My father bought one brand new vehicle during my childhood. It was a 1976 Ford Econoline van burnt orange, and void of any accessories or options. It was bare metal inside, and came with the absolute minimum of two seats. His dream was to customize that van for a trip we took as a family … Read more