Just six words…

Just six words…

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...
The value of just two ginger snaps

The value of just two ginger snaps

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...

New book on the way

I’ve begun working on Volume 2 in The Dad Story Project book series, and thought I’d share the cover with you. There are two main reasons for doing this: 1) to get people excited, and 2) to give myself a kick in the pants! Making books isn’t hard,...

The joy of airbags and new neighbors

EDITOR’S NOTE: The following story, the second by my friend David Rath, must come with a disclaimer. The pyrotechnic activities depicted are not necessarily normal, or recommended. Yes, the story is funny, but it’s the kind of funny that borders on...