It’s the warm sunshine on a cool, crisp afternoon,
It’s the walk down Woodward to the once familiar tune:
“Eat em up Tigers, Eat em up.”
It’s the little boy and dad taking grandma to a game,
A day at the park enjoyed no matter how long they stay.
Stands are full with eager anticipation,
As the team in white make its play for the division
Lines are chalked, and the bases placed;
Soon the words of the anthem will fill the space
As the speakers belt “your Detroit Tigers,”
Fans erupt with a passionate fire.
Nothing else matters on…
Today I was reminded of something I’ve known for a long time. It was one of those moments that was so sweet and so precious that the gravity of the message couldn’t be overlooked.
I’m a teacher by trade and we were fortunate today to be snowed out. That means, usually, that I trade in my lesson plans for dad duty. With the wife still working, I spent the day with my main man, Jack.
After a few hours in the morning of doing our best to not interrupt mom’s workflow, and, of course, a nap, he and I headed…
A word for when you’re older.
It’s three hours past midnight and you should be dreaming. But yet, you choose to rest your head against my arm.
With innocent blue eyes your stare up toward the man you will soon call Dad and he stares back through a very tired gaze. Yet, there’s no place else he’d rather be than looking at you, the entire world at your feet, wondering what you’ll be:
A teacher who molds the minds of future generations?
A writer who pens the next great American novel?
A banker who always looks out for those in…
The double standard we’ve created in our society is like standing on the edge of the Grand Canyon, either rim, and looking to the other side. The harrowing death that awaits a fall from either foothold is the noose around our neck that’s been created in the wake of the #MeToo movement and grossly all-too-common reports of sexual abuse.
These causes are right and fair. These women need to be heard and the monsters that harassed them dealt with. …
Ian Fleming’s Casino Royale is a tension filled adventure, that leaves the reader meeting a different kind of James Bond.
Start Date: October 12, 2017
Finish Date: January 7, 2018
When I first decided to read Ian Fleming’s James Bond series, I came to it with a preconceived notion. That notion was the man I had seen portrayed as James Bond on the silver screen of Hollywood. However, I would soon learn that this was not the James Bond of Fleming’s books.
Naturally I started with the first book, Casino Royale, because I’m kind of O.C.D. about things like that…
My journey into the writing profession has been a whirlwind. But, I wouldn’t have it any other way, and I’ve only just begun.
I can remember that night vividly. I was sitting at my now deceased grandparent’s kitchen table in Springfield, Missouri, at about two in the morning. It was quiet, my grandparents — if I remember correctly — were out of town, and I was house-sitting; my younger brother Jordan was in visiting from the University of Michigan. Why was I up so late on a Thursday? It was the night before “sudden death” — my college’s way of…