Category Archives: Writing

I went looking for Christmas yesterday. In all the hustle and bustle, stress, change and challenges, I haven’t been able to find it this year. So I went on a quest to find it. I didn’t find it at the … Continue reading →

Dear Santa, You remember me. I was the kid who looked like Ralphie from The Christmas Story. I was a good kid — I had a few quirks, but who didn’t in the 1970’s. Yeah, yeah, that’s me. The one … Continue reading →

It has been a couple of years since ol’ Banjo died but his spirit lives on. It lives when I get a note from a parent telling me how much their child loves my book Banjo’s Dream. It lives when … Continue reading →

I don’t know about you, but yesterday’s headlines punched me in the gut.  I can’t remember a more depressing day — well, I can. 9/11 was horrible.  But this is the Christmas season. We should be feeling “joy to the … Continue reading →

“You look handsome.” Rusty Randolph’s mother used spit to try to tame his cowlick. The seven-year-old’s wild blonde hair shot toward the cold, night sky. “C’mon MOM!” Rusty protested. It was really more than having spit used as hair product … Continue reading →

I have a lot of jobs. I draw pictures. I speechify. I blab on the radio. But the hardest job I have — and the most important, is that of a dad. Why a dad, you ask? Because my legacy … Continue reading →

Before my bootcamp friends and I started working out this morning, Paul Lacoste told a funny story about his young son asking a lady in the next bathroom stall, “What’s your name?” He then led from that into the question, … Continue reading →