Category Archives: Memories

Old Notes

I make notes to myself.  In the days before I had an iPhone, I’d write the notes in little 3×5″ spiral-bound notebooks I kept in my pocket. I rarely carry those little notebooks anymore; not because I prefer the iPhone … Continue reading

Posted in Memories | 1 Comment

Memory of Knives

What is it about knives, especially pocket knives, that I find appealing? It has nothing to do with protection.  It has nothing to do with monetary value.  It doesn’t even have much to do with utility, beyond a few core … Continue reading

Posted in Family, Memories | 3 Comments

Dad’s Birthday

Today would have been my dad’s birthday.  I’ve written a little about him from time to time, but nothing has seemed quite right, quite sufficient.  It may take me a while yet, as I think I have to become more … Continue reading

Posted in Family, Memories | 3 Comments

Unexpected Attachments

A person can get tied to a place during the course of lifetime.  For some, the attachment can happen gradually, like the slow-growing roots of an oak tree gripping the soil and rocks beneath so tightly nothing can uproot it. … Continue reading

Posted in Love, Memories, Philosophy, Sense of place, Where to Live | 2 Comments

Road Trip in a Mercedes Benz Convertible

My wife keeps frighteningly meticulous records.  I, on the other hand, assume I will remember things.  I don’t.  Not unless reminded. Today, she reminded me of the trip I made to Florida back in 2007.  She pulled out credit card … Continue reading

Posted in Cars, Family, Memories, Travel | Leave a comment

The Lost Year, Found

This year, 2012, hasn’t turned out quite the way I envisioned.  Though I don’t regret spending my time as I have these past twelve months, the year wasn’t what I pictured when it started.  I didn’t completely rekindle my entrepreneurial … Continue reading

Posted in Health, Love, Memories, Philosophy | Leave a comment

Blind Robins

I spent time on the phone this afternoon with my sister-in-law’s mother-in-law, a ninety-plus-year old woman. Though her eyesight is failing, her mind remains sharp and her wicked sense of humor is equally capable of slicing through a moment. During … Continue reading

Posted in Food, Memories | 3 Comments