Renaissance Man
I suppose watching my dad die is what made me recognize that we needed to change. It was a steady decline that started in the summertime and ended unceremoniously on…
I suppose watching my dad die is what made me recognize that we needed to change. It was a steady decline that started in the summertime and ended unceremoniously on…
Well, it’s raining. In January. In Wisconsin. I heard the rain as it moved through our area between midnight and 3:00 this morning. There were a few flashes of lightning,…
I took a long, steady drag off the cigarette. I don’t usually smoke, but this day was an exception. The smoke grated on my throat and I suppressed a cough.…
I turned in my seat and looked rearward. Cape Girardeau Regional Airport slowly receded as we gained altitude. The Mississippi River angled away from our direction of flight. Further in…
I revisited my grandparent’s old farm the other day. It was the place of my childhood. It was where I grew up. It was the setting of many cherished memories.…
This was not a great day to fly. The sky was smeary and overcast, like the way it is when you get spattered by errant raindrops. Not crappy enough to…
Dumping milk is exactly what happens when an industry that is trying to consolidate itself gets caught off-guard by a pandemic. There are three major points that you need to…
The iPhone Alarm ringtone is the digital-age equivalent of fingernails on a blackboard. It blared at the set time of 5:00, jolting me awake and leaving me wondering why I…
I looked down the length of the wing. Instead of stretching straight out and pointing toward the horizon as it had faithfully been for the past several hours, the wing…