I remember my dad telling us stories about his dad as we were growing up. He once described him as the meanest dad in the world. “My dad didn’t believe in freedom of expression,” he told us once. As an example, he described his father’s homecoming after the war. My grandpa John got off theContinue reading “Happy Father’s Day, to the Meanest Dads in the World”
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I Remember a Fence and a Tricycle, But Not Much Else
Is your childhood home really supposed to be an empty spot in your memory?
Why Does My Breastplate Smell Like Chicken?
I didn’t have much of a childhood. It was more like a roadmap. My parents were urban gypsies. They were constantly moving: running from bill collectors, seeking something better, dragging us 4 kids along for the ride. My brother Jon claims he counted out 44 different homes before we graduated from high school. He couldContinue reading “Why Does My Breastplate Smell Like Chicken?”
If You’re Gonna Fight Some Dragons, You Need a Good Belt (or, Cinching up the Belt of Truth)
“Stand therefore, having girded your waist with truth, having put on the breastplate of righteousness…” Ephesians 6:14 Back in high school, about a century ago, I had my life all planned out: finish high school, go to art school, become an illustrator for Disney, or start my own comic script rivaling Peanuts in popularity. DisneyContinue reading “If You’re Gonna Fight Some Dragons, You Need a Good Belt (or, Cinching up the Belt of Truth)”
The Reluctant Firefly 