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Monthly Archives: May 2015
H.O.P.E. Defined: P — Physical Well-Being
H.O.P.E. defined. Monday: H — Humor. Tuesday: O — Opportunity to serve. Today: P — Physical well-being The sun peeked over the horizon, kissing the clouds and creating a red/orange blanket the covered that football field. But I didn’t notice. … Continue reading
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Ode to Pip
Right now Pip is lying against my wife’s legs. She’s smart like that; the dog knows who to suck up to. She is Amy’s dog. Or more accurately, Amy is Pip’s human. I am the person who scratches her stomach … Continue reading
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Fitness Blog: Day 6 May 12, 2015
Some days you just want to declare victory and go home. But you don’t. You push through pain, nausea, illness or whatever malady is kicking your butt. You lean on your friends. You suffer alone. Pain pulses but you think … Continue reading
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H.O.P.E.– O is the Opportunity to Serve
H.O.P.E. defined. Yesterday: H — Humor. Today: O — Opportunity to serve. I didn’t tell anyone about my melanoma for about a year. In fact, I didn’t even miss a cartoon. I’d work for three hours and sleep for six. … Continue reading
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The Crab Walk: Fitness Blog
Get on your butt. Then walk toward your feet with your hands and feet. It’s called Crab Walk. It looks more like a dog wiping his butt on the carpet. This morning we had to do that for 20 yards. … Continue reading
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H.O.P.E. — H stands for Humor
I’m going to take four days to bring you H.O.P.E. Hope is word that gets thrown around a bunch these days. But I think we live in a time when really need more of it. H.O.P.E. stands for the four … Continue reading
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Mother-In-Law’s Day
In 1991, I graduated from the University of Tennessee and immediately put my degree to use cleaning Pope High School in Marietta, Georgia. One of my fellow custodians was a lady named Maggie. It took me a while to get … Continue reading
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The Lucky Dime
SHORT STORY: The Lucky Dime Two crisp dollar bills went into the machine. Two quarters, a nickel, a soda and a tarnished dime came out. John held the dime in his palm and adjusted his glasses. “196…,” he mumbled under … Continue reading
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Punching back
“So, you growing an eggplant on your hand?” I looked at my son’s thumb. I thought it could had been jammed but the discoloration was too bad. It was probably broken. “Let’s go get an X-ray.” Yes, it’s broken. His … Continue reading
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Wisdom of a son
When my oldest son was 10, I took him with me on a speech as a reward for straight A’s. This was during the BP oil spill, and the casino where I was speaking was nearly deserted. Heck, the whole … Continue reading
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