Category Archives: Family

It could have been my Grandmother Mommie Soph. Except Mommie Soph didn’t drive a big fat assed red Cadillac… she preferred practical cars, like a Buick (in general she called cars a “machine”; but specifically the Buick was called Byurick). … Continue reading →

It wasn’t my birthday, nor a day of any significance. It was simply a day that I would see my brother for the last time in a place that he has called home for the past thirty five years or … Continue reading →

This is long… Well, it’s like this… I was sitting in a familiar location one night after work, thinking about the flotsam and jetsam of my day. To ease the process along, as is my custom, I sipped on some … Continue reading →

During my run the other morning I watched “free style” wrestling at the Olympics. This is close to our collegiate wrestling, maybe it’s the same. I have always enjoyed the sport. Union had a decent team, and a guy who … Continue reading →