Circa 1972. He was an old man when I was a young boy. He was gaunt, grayed, and scraggly. His voice had that quality that reminded you of the sound your sneakers make when you shuffle your feet on a gravel road. Beneath a thinning mop of hair was a narrow face with hollow cheeks and…
Category: nostalgia
Hey, Kids. History matters!
A football genius took me to task the other day for being a fan of the Dallas Cowboys, who, as my tormentor pointed out, “Suck, man.” I gently reminded the pigskin peanut brain that the Cowboys have made eight Super Bowl appearances and have won five Lombardi trophies. The predictably tired and irretrievably ignorant retort was (of…
God Bless the Lesser Lights: The Undistinguished, Unextinguished.
Lesser Lights | An Original Poem God bless the lesser lights: Those lives lived on a small scale; Those names that never lit a neon sign, Nor graced a magazine cover, But are forever etched in stone— In mostly-neglected, weed-strewn tombstone; Whose memory is faded, even to those that loved them. Their time here…
West Ham United, Pretty Bubbles and The Still-Hopeful, Melancholy Soul
I was thinking about Dad this morning and singing a song he often sang, just out of the blue, just to break up the silence. The song goes like this: I’m forever blowing bubbles Pretty bubbles in the air They fly so high, they reach the sky Just like my dreams, they fade and die…
The Texas Rangers and Me: It’s About Time It Was Time This Time
The Texas Rangers are— can you believe it?— but one win away from their first-ever trip to the World Series. They are one win away from sitting down the Mighty Yankees, the Bronx Bombers, Baseball’s Bullies. One win away. Just one. “It’s time.” This has been the slogan, the mantra, the battle-cry all season long…
This Labor Day I Went Way Back When
Yesterday was nice. Donya and I spent the day with her parents and her sister (and Jimbo). It was a slow-moving, easy-going day of banging around little curio shops in Fort Worth and Grapevine…a thing I can take or leave. The nice part was the way it felt like old times, simpler times, times when…
April 5th, Granky Day: A Celebration of Life, Love, and Laughter
If everyone knew what a few of us do, April 5 would be a national holiday. We would call it “Granky Day.” Granky Day would be a celebration of all the precious women who have lived holy lives, but refused to be “holier-than-thou.” It would be a day to celebrate a woman who exuded radiant…