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Savoring every sip of summer and back-to-school

Savoring every sip of summer and back-to-school

(Rockwall) August 25, 2013 – On a particular day toward the end of the August, Starbuck’s is stormed, ladies line up for lattes and there’s not an open table in…

Delusions and the Ball Diamond

Delusions and the Ball Diamond

(Rockwall) July 30, 2013 –  A friend texted a few weeks ago: “Interested in co-ed softball? We’re putting together a team.” He was crazy; a decade had passed since my…

Fishaholics

Fishaholics

July 8, 2013 – Two of my boys and some friends started a summer contest: the most fish caught by August 12, and the winner receives a new fishing rod…

Summer vacation for the man in debt

Summer vacation for the man in debt

June 27, 2013 – Christy busted in my classroom too excited for schoolwork. Paris would be her summer destination. “Paris,Texas?” I asked. “Paris, France, Coach,” she giggled – although to…

Teacher summer reflections

Teacher summer reflections

(Rockwall) June 23, 2013 – My students clamored for summer break, having whined and begged for free days once Christmas ended (an exercise in futility… I give no free days,…

Tossing Small Stones: A Father’s Day Confession

Tossing Small Stones: A Father’s Day Confession

The rod doubled and the reel sang as the shark darted and dove to the deep. After fishing for days on aFloridapier, I had hooked a monster, and my Dad…

Old things ain’t so bad afterall

Old things ain’t so bad afterall

(May 19, 2013) Of the countless hours spent in my grandparent’s huge back yard (or the “back 40” as Pappaw called it) running, biking, and corn stalk fighting, I think…

No easy answers

No easy answers

(May 5, 2013) When my firstborn entered this world, he was sick, and as I stood over that Plexiglas baby bed, breathing tubes and wires and IV’s all braided around…

Tough times call for stories

Tough times call for stories

When my dad was a kid, his family was desperately poor, so poor that my grandmother secretly changed his birth certificate so he could work a year early.  He found…

Working Boys

Working Boys

(ROCKWALL, TX — May 2, 2016) Brennen, our 17 year old, scrambles through the house gathering cleaning supplies. “Can I borrow a vehicle? I have a boat to scrub.” He’s…