His Name Is Dave. Ian Hit Him Hard.

Right about the time my running shoes logged mile 12 on Monday the 3rd of October, I met Dave. He was hard to spot, hidden at the end of the carport and screened from easy view by a pile of … Continue reading

“This Feels Like Normal.”

That quote came at the end of the fireworks on the Fourth of July. By a neighbor who didn’t know exactly how profound she was in her observation.   Now, a bit of background. I live in Saint Paul, Minnesota. … Continue reading

That Was An Excellent Funeral.

If you are like me, you’ve been to too many funerals in your life. Sometimes it’s a relative I don’t know, probably never met, or knew just a little. But as the oldest son in the region, it falls to … Continue reading

Woof. I Say Again: Woof. Over.

A few weeks ago, we scattered the final bit of ashes that used to be Stormy. My wife and I, as well as my mother and our friend Carol, had picked out her favorite spots. Some where she loved to … Continue reading