Month: June 2014

An Anything-Goes Sunday

I suppose it had to happen sooner or later. I finally started listening to music when I run, on most runs anyway. For years I said I wouldn’t, but sometime this past fall or winter, I started. And what started with listening one or two runs a weeks, turned into music almost every time I…

Are You John Smith or Kocoum?

When my daughter was about two years old, we took her to see the movie Pocahontas. Yeah, I know, we probably shouldn’t have, but Braveheart was sold out, so the Disney movie was about all that was left. Now I’m not going to say I hated the movie, but I did construct a Pocahontas voodoo…

A Nail I Still Remember

Some memories stay with us forever. Some lessons are more powerful. Haunting even. Events that change us for the better. Or sometimes for the worse. I was six or seven. And like most summer days, I was playing outside. I lived in a neighborhood that had about 10 or 12 of us kids. And we…

I’ll Do Anything for my Kids, but Do I Have to do THIS?

I love my kids. And I’ll do almost anything for them. I dressed up as a clown for one of my daughter’s birthday parties. I’ve been to events, gone over spelling words, and even ridden rides at amusement parks. I’ve cleaned up puke and nursed them through all kinds of sicknesses and fake sicknesses. I’ve worked and…

Presenting . . . A Stupid Man Trick

One of the hardest things for me to learn as a single dad has been cooking. Now I’m not going to say I didn’t know my way around the kitchen before my wife passed away, but on one occasion she did draw me a map to the kitchen, with explicit directions on how to find…

A Sure Way to Get Your Kids to Talk to You

How do parents get their kids to talk? To open up and share their day, or feelings, or what’s on their mind? How do you get them to share something? Anything?! Sure, you can learn some tips from the angst shared on Dr. Phil. Or you might can even glean a morsel or two of…

An unexpected Father’s Day gift

It was 2005. And I was in a place I never thought I would be. I was lying in bed. And lying next to me was my one-year-old son. And he was totally and completely my responsibility. Because I was now a single parent. I never dreamed I would use the words “me” and “single”…