From under what rock did I emerge?

Columnist’s Note: this week I get to be a truck drivin’, pallet jackin’, paper movin’ man — and I hate it. But, there you go. Here’s a column from 2010. Enjoy. *  *  * My dad always said, “Son, you should learn something new everyday.” I felt that was sound advice until I had about […]

A potpourri of thoughts

  In my more than 65 years of writing columns, etc., for our weekly newspapers, I don’t remember ever using the word “potpourri.” Now that I know what potpourri means, expect to see it in future Jottings. I’m going to use it as a mixture of thoughts and topics. I’ve been using every possible moment […]

A bust on Naked Gardening Day

I admit I am, at times, overly zealous in my enthusiasms. And, sometimes, even in public speaking roles, I can get on a roll where what comes out of my mouth is as much a surprise to my ears as to all those other hearing ears not attached to my head.Sometimes I just get too […]

From under what rock did I emerge?

From under what rock did I emerge?

Columnist’s Note: this week I get to be a truck drivin’, pallet jackin’, paper movin’ man — and I hate it. But, there you go. Here’s a column from 2010. Enjoy. *  *  * My dad always said, “Son, you should learn something new everyday.” I felt that was sound advice until I had about […]

A potpourri of thoughts

A potpourri of thoughts

In my more than 65 years of writing columns, etc., for our weekly newspapers, I don’t remember ever using the word “potpourri.” Now that I know what potpourri means, expect to see it in future Jottings. I’m going to use it as a mixture of thoughts and topics. I’ve been using every possible moment to […]

A potpourri of thoughts

A potpourri of thoughts

In my more than 65 years of writing columns, etc., for our weekly newspapers, I don’t remember ever using the word “potpourri.” Now that I know what potpourri means, expect to see it in future Jottings. I’m going to use it as a mixture of thoughts and topics. I’ve been using every possible moment to […]

The LGBTQ crowd needs more letters.

  You know, I was moving along swimmingly. And, while not ahead of the curve, I was at least riding the wave’s crest in understanding. I was getting it! It of course being the whole sexual identity thing. Just like the old Virginia Slim’s ad campaign touted, I’ve come a long way, baby! Then, what […]

Dirty feet, no guarantees and love

The past week was one for reflecting, sharing loss, and for sending love through time and space to those who need.* * *A Clarkston family lost their little four year old child. Suddenly he was gone. Their lives forever changed. Sadness. Anger. It ain’t fair. Numbness. The little guy was a bundle of energy, inquisitiveness, […]