Way Down Upon The Youghiogheny River

In the spring of 1983, I think . . . I went white water rafting on the Youghiogheny River. It was a sparsely attended youth group outing of about 15 deranged souls.  The trip began in Pennsylvania and ended just into West Virginia. Normally, it was a 5-hour experience...

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...