|Kindness in Red Suspenders|
|Thursday, April 23, 2015|
Kindness sometimes wears red suspenders.
My son, Tim, and I had just flown from Chicago to Kansas and our GPS was struggling to locate the house of the guest we were trying to visit.
With a population of 858, McLouth is not exactly a major metropolis. Still, we were stymied. We were also hungry, had time to burn before our meeting, and decided to get something to eat before tackling the final GPS challenge.
Traveler, be warned. Dining choices in[...]
|Remembering Stan Freberg|
|Thursday, April 16, 2015|
He’s the funniest guy you never heard of: Stan Freberg, the sultan of satire, the wizard of one-liners.
In a sketch from Freberg’s History of the United States comedy album, George Washington trods through winter snows to the home of seamstress Betsy Ross, who is making the nation’s first flag. As Washington tromps inside, Betsy yells out, “Hey, hey—ever hear of wipin’ your feet? You’re gettin’ snow all over my ear[...]
|Two Year Olds|
|Thursday, April 09, 2015|
Two year olds have a way of seeing—and saying—things.
For example, our two-year-old grandson, Caleb, comes to our house to color and fold paper “aircranes.” Naturally, we have contests to see how far those “aircranes” will fly.
After his parents told him he could have some Sprite only after he finished drinking a glass of water, Caleb immediately began to guzzle. The water was drizzling down his chin and he was[...]