So last Friday night I was hoping for some sleep onboard the red-eye to Chicago which did not happen. Stopped at Starbucks to sit down and collect me with a cup of tea and egg, went to the restroom to wash my face and brush my teeth, rented my car and drove to my Aunt Mary Jane and Uncle Bob’s house where I could relax because this was my destination. It was going … Read More
READ MORE >>Dear Beth Even though I just talked to you by phone yesterday, I thought I would surprise you, by also writing this letter. By now, your first day of classes as a college student are behind you, and I do hope that the experience was as exciting as you expected. I only ask one favor of you now. Do your best in each class, do your best with your homew… Read...
READ MORE >>Dust off your scrapbooks and go through them or the boxes of “stuff” you don’t want to throw away but don’t exactly know what’s in there. What you find is going to surprise and delight you. I found, for example, an article about my Granddad Moore in Jack Mabley’s column in the Chicago Tribune, Monday, September 7, 1976, titled “Labor Day When Labor Was.” “Donald … Read More
READ MORE >>What’s it like being a father? You’ve been one for a year and a half, and this is your second Father’s day. Chris: About a year and a half, yes. Just when you have it figured out everything changes, and you don’t have it figured out anymore. It’s about adapting and surviving. Do you mind you had to give up your childless past life? Chris: I mean overall itR… Read...
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