Lunkers

My first trip to Brown Lake . . . early exposure to one of my greatest buddies . . . Layton Ford. I am a Grand Manan trout fisherman. It goes like this. When you get to the fishing hole, you cut a pole from an alder that is as straight as you can find. Then you reach...

Never Judge a Man . . .

. . . until you’ve walked a mile in his Sandro Comfort Gels We stood in the airport together.  He was returning to the West Coast after a few days of sanity in his own neck of the woods.  Things had recently imploded in his marriage and he was sadly sorting...

Against the Wind . . .

. . . I’m older now but not Bob Seger Okay . . . you are going to have to forgive me here. I know that we are all in different times and seasons of our lives but I am wired today. It’s not coffee. I am sitting at the kitchen table trying to get a message for...

Silhouettes

I remember watching the Alfred Hitchcock show, years ago, as a child. Seems to me that it used to begin with his silhouette slightly to the right side of the screen. The unique nose mounted on a protruding, somewhat pouty lip. It was unmistakable. Batman’s cowl . . ....

On The Edge

Several years ago, I attended a conference in Phoenix.  I had a few days before returning home and decided to go to the Grand Canyon with several friends.  This was a long term dream of mine but I had no idea just how magnificent . . . how truly grand a place this...

The King of Klutz

I am the King of Klutz when it comes to being handy. Actually I am more “thumby” than handy. One Christmas my wife wanted to buy me a cordless screwdriver. I told her that none of the screwdrivers that I currently owned had cords and wondered what would...