Fact

As I sit in my father-in-law’s den looking out of the window covered with thick plastic wrap used to lock out the cold, I can barely make out the blurry shapes of trees and the iced over driveway. What is unmistakable are the blobs of white covering everything and they look the same from behind the plastic as they do …

On a service call to a client’s office, I was waiting for their computer to finish scanning for spyware when I began to look around the room and notice a few things. My wife is pretty accurate when she says that she could rearrange the furniture in our house and I wouldn’t notice for three months. Of course, that is …

My wife and I have seen enough news reports about the devastation in Alabama, Mississippi, and Louisiana to reach a conclusion: we have a story to tell and now it the time to tell it. I’ve spent the better part of a week now dealing with the effects (however slight compared to others who are far worse off than my family) …

Mowing grass has become my preferred way to relax. Some people think that mowing grass is a boring, tiring and sweat-laden chore, but I have come to see that mowing grass can be a great way to connect to life in a number of ways.

There are Christmas gifts which transcend time, place, and the people who give or receive them. Sometimes, these gifts do not immediately appear to reach that level. And yet, when you scratch beneath the surface, you’ll find these gifts, however mundane, aspire to greatness and succeed. Such is the case with my Grandma’s cookies.