I remember being a little kid and hugging my Grandma Hubner when her and my grandpa would come over and when they’d leave. She seemed so big to me. Like a giant, for a lady. She was maybe 6′. I remember I could barely get my arms around her. She wasn’t rotund or anything, but […]Read More Time Makes Miniatures Of Us All
Maybe it’s the irony of life or the universe thumbing it’s nose at me, but with each passing day I’m truly feeling that expiration date on my existence getting closer and closer. Getting closer to death as we age isn’t ironic, but the fact I keep getting more content in life and happy within it […]Read More Ooh La La
When I was 19 I started working at an orthopedic company, in the orthopedic capital of the world. I was fresh off a stint driving a truck for a local paper delivering bundles of weekly issues to route drivers. The driving job felt like the first real “adult” job I’d had. Prior to that I […]Read More Sitting here waiting for the Lord to come…
Man, this has been a weird summer. This is the first summer where it didn’t feel like a house with kids and two working parents. It’s felt like a house with adults and almost-adults doing adult things; like working, getting wisdom teeth removed, arguing, bickering, buying new appliances to replace broken ones, looking for a […]Read More Summertime Blues
I remember my 14th birthday like it was yesterday. It was the birthday my parents bought me my first electric guitar. It was a 1986 Squier Stratocaster. Blue with white pickguard. They’d bought it with the help of my guitar teacher at the time Jim Howie from Paradise Music Store. In my hometown at that […]Read More Fourteen
It’s really starting to settle in. The whole graduation and college thing. Before, we were so worked up about the process of graduation and planning an open house that I didn’t really have time to let all of it sink in. It’s sinking in now. 18 years have come and gone. We started out not […]Read More What Next?
“So Owen, do you have any idea what you’d like to do after you graduate high school?” “I don’t know. Sleep.” This was an actual conversation that occurred in our car on the way into the 7th grade awards convocation last night between my wife and my 13-year old son. We’re winding down another school […]Read More 18 Years Without A Lost Time Accident
This is an interesting one for me. You see, it seems I discovered the wonderful world of anxiety attacks the summer of 2014. I’m not sure why they started coming on. My wife had gotten a new job that had her traveling quite a bit. That might have been a part of it, with me […]Read More Let The Bruise Blood Come Out