SINCE WHEN AM I A WRITER?

I am new to disc golf. I've played a couple of times over the years, but it's not a game that has stuck with me. Some might argue that...

“No one likes a quitter.” I can’t recall who first said it to me or why, but the words have stuck like glue. There are others. Practice...

Day 3, Barton County Fair — We all woke and went about packing up our site with a lift in our step, knowing that we would be on the road...

For several fun-filled summers before marriage and children and home ownership and all of the other responsibilities of adulthood, I...

This may be the first summer in 15 years that we haven't suited up one of the boys for baseball. Josh is the only one playing baseball at...

I told a story a few weeks ago about our old handyman, Scott Ayres. We were lucky enough to know Scott for almost 15 years until he died...

Tuesday morning is a bit of a blur. After I got an OK to move to my friend's house on the Cape, we immediately started packing. My...

She's an Animal! Hans and I got up early on Monday since we had barely slept anyway the night before. The carriage house was imposingly...

It was after dark by the time we pulled into the driveway of the rental house. It seemed a little smaller than I imagined, and I didn't...

An unanticipated benefit of visiting my parents is that I actually feel tall here. Gravity is winning the battle against my mother, and...