My wife and I are often asked: "How did you two meet?" It's a story that we have told many, many times over the years — both ...

This is a stupid story. I know, I know. I should probably preface every story I tell on this blog in that manner. Okay....I mean this is an...

Boy, I sure had this uncanny knack for choosing jerks to be my friend. Not all of them, of course. I had some pretty good friends when I wa...

For years, my father kept his family entertained with stories from his youth. Well, maybe not my mom so much. After all, she had heard all ...

Kitschy appliances were all the rage in the 60s and 70s. And my mom had her fair share of them. Sure, she used her trusty electric skillet m...

I was driving home from work yesterday. I was listening to my favorite radio station, as I do most every evening on my commute home. It is a...

I have told this story many times, so I'll tell it here... Many years ago (probably in the middle 1980s), My wife and I were in Atlantic...