Month: December 2017

GROWING UP

In my late twenties, we had friends in their 50s. One day I asked Betty at what point she had felt “grown up.” By then, I was thirty-ish, working full-time, raising a son, taking care of a home and married for… Read More ›

WEATHER BE US

ALMOST The oil company’s owner came by to actually look at the condition of the ground this morning. He wasn’t wowed by how terrible it was. I could see him shaking his head as he drove off. We almost have… Read More ›

THE BUSINESS OF JURIES

I’ve been frequently called to jury duty. It’s the price you pay for voting because potential jurors get chosen from voter registration lists. I’m convinced they call us in alphabetical order. It’s the only reason I can figure why Garry and I were… Read More ›