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Looking Back

Sep
29
Posted at 1:28 pm

I’m not a betting man, but if I were I’d give about 1,000-to-1 odds that within two minutes after time expires in some big football game this weekend, somebody will stick a microphone in the face of some sweaty player who will gratefully thank God for helping his team to victory.            This will be faith-affirming [...]

Sep
23
Posted at 1:39 pm

I poked my head into my 19-year-old son Jonathan’s room the other night and found him kneeling beside his bed, praying. You would think that as a parent I would be thrilled to see my teenage son praying – and I was. Really. Mostly. It’s just . . . there’s this side of me as [...]

Sep
15
Posted at 1:56 pm

My Mom used to say that I was a lover not a fighter.  I think that was her way of saying that I’m sort of a wuss. And I’m OK with that.  I’m NOT a fighter – I’ve only been in one fight in my entire life, and that was when I was in sixth [...]

Sep
09
Posted at 1:59 pm

It was, without a doubt, the coolest animal horn I had ever seen. But then, I was 7.  Pretty much everything I saw was the coolest thing I had ever seen. Still, this horn that was on a bookshelf at my friend Sammy’s house was WAY cool.  It was hollow, about three feet long and [...]

Sep
01
Posted at 2:29 pm

It was lust at first sight.  Or at the very least, gluttony. I should have seen it coming.  I’ve always had this thing for Chinese food.  I consider ham fried rice to be one of the basic food groups, all by itself.  I’ve been known to drive hours out of my way for good Mongolian [...]

I’m sure Mom and Dad told me why they had to leave me alone for a week.  There must have been a good and compelling reason for it – a birth, a death, a wedding, a very generous slot machine in Vegas.  They weren’t the sort to take off and leave me, their youngest child, [...]

Sep
01

A set of long, black skid marks on white concrete pavement told the sad story. They started just before where the freeway barrier takes a sharp turn and continued south along the barrier wall for several hundred feet – jerking, bouncing and eventually disappearing at about the spot where the semi truck flipped over. The [...]

Sep
01
Posted at 2:01 pm

It wasn’t my fault. Really.  It wasn’t. I accept blame for most of the dumb stuff that happens in our household, from the flooded basement a few years ago (it turns out that plumbing IS rocket science) to our old Toyota’s ravaged engine (you mean there’s a reason why you’re supposed to occasionally change the [...]