Month: February 1996

We were already pressed for time when I picked up my son to take him to the airport to catch a plane to El Paso where he was to attend a banquet. As we drove to the Little Rock airport, we talked about the books he had read, his classes and professors and life at…

My left felt dull. It lacked mystery and adventure. So I went to the grocery store. Tucked in between the bottled drinks and packaged meats was a cart labeled “marked down for quick sale.” Hidden among the tired boxes of cereal, dented cans of creamed corn and battered bags of chips were unlabeled cans and…

“It’s finished,” I snipped a final thread on the reversible zipper jacket with belt, pockets and zipper. “Try it on,” I handed it to my then 8 year-old step-son. “Thanks,” he grinned. From that afternoon on, he wore that jacket every day he could until he outgrew it. One day he confided, “When I put…

“How’s the newlyweds coming along?” asked a middle-aged friend who has four married children. “Oh, they are experiencing the usual financial problems: Not enough money, learning how to handle a budget, stuff like that, but doing fine otherwise,” I said. She looked over at a mutual friend who has two married children. They exchanged the…