Category: Press Columns

Calling yourself, other phone shenanigans

It is a strange experience when you call your own phone and someone answers. This story starts a few weeks ago when I lost my phone. This was not the first time, or the last time. I lose my phone…

I’m so thankful

I haven’t written a column in a long time. However, I didn’t want to pass up this opportunity to express some thanks as we celebrate this Thanksgiving. Sometimes counting your blessings means looking on the bright side, and sometimes that…

Some dry humor

Boy is it sure dry out there. My kids are lucky; they went sledding twice last winter, and one time there was snow on the ground. So just how dry is it? It’s so dry, the eensy weensy spider made…

The years come and go too quickly

I think of myself as an even-tempered sort of guy, not getting too carried away by the strange goings on around us every day. Sure, some things bother me, like how people see things in social media and immediately think…

Goosebumps with my flag

I’m not writing this to weigh in on either side of the discussion about how best to recognize and honor our American flag. Because of my newspaper background, I’ve always believed in the constitutional right to freedom of speech and…

The back nine

I know, I know. It’s been a long time since you’ve seen me write anything. My son, Preston, reminds me almost weekly that he hasn’t seen my column in ages. So it goes….. (And technically, I didn’t write this, but…

The price of a puppy

Last week I mentioned being in a road rage incident. I didn’t think anything of it until I received a missed call from my mom. I was driving so Adriana called her back and I could hear my mom asking,…

“I Get Carried Away”

I’ve come down with a serious case of writer’s block, a common phenomenon that nobody has found a cure for yet. Last week I was planning on writing a column and came across this devastating crutch. I’m not sure if…

One year and counting

People tend to put a lot of emphasis and celebration, or just the opposite of celebration, on certain occasions each year. There are those who celebrate anniversaries, birthdays and other special events, while they might try to ignore others, like…

A year can change a man

It’s been just over a year since my dad suffered the first of three aneurysms. It feels like yesterday but also like it never really happened. It’s hard to explain something that’s self-conflicting. Seeing my dad out and about doing…