by admin | Jul 15, 2015 | Essays, Peter's blog
I thought I was alone in the house that evening so when I went in to take a bath I closed the curtain around the tub but left the door half open. I’m lying there, gently simmering with a good book, and my 21 year-old daughter just barges right in. “Oh! Hi Dad.”...
by admin | Jun 16, 2015 | Essays, Peter's blog
The house stood empty. Dad and I stood exhausted. With our backs against our overloaded trucks, we stared at the home where time had knitted our family together since 1958. Mom was gone now, and we were packing up the house. Bright rectangles on the walls showed where...
by admin | May 24, 2015 | Essays, Peter's blog
This is a sneak preview from the next book (I’m still waiting for someone to write an awesome foreword). I have several time machines. Two of the best I carry with me at all times. One holds up my glasses (my nose) and the other—a pair actually—stick out...
by admin | Mar 27, 2015 | Essays, Peter's blog
Karen and I were having lunch with our daughter-in-law Jen and our granddaughter Sophie last Sunday after church when Sophie took off with her G-ma scurrying behind her in hot pursuit. The restaurant had a very distracting store in its lobby with brightly colored...
by admin | Mar 22, 2015 | Essays, Peter's blog
My daughter Amanda lives 492 miles away from me. She’s in New York getting her second college degree. (Over-achiever.) We text and tweet and email a lot. Just little silly things, mostly. And sometimes I send her cookies. With maybe a sticky note inside. Or...
