“You work too hard.” My brother stood at the kitchen counter, flipping chicken breasts on the grill pan. I could feel Bubba’s eyes on my back as I sat working at my computer on my kitchen table/home office. I shrugged and continued working on camp rooming assignments. “It’s gotta be done.” I heard the heavy [...]
A little hard work is good for ya!

If there was one thing that my Granddaddy really believed in, it was hard work. If you don’t believe me, just ask my Dad. My Dad spent his entire honeymoon (in mid-August 1972) helping his new father-in-law dig the footings for the little one-bedroom/one-bathroom house that my Grandparents lived in down at the coast. When [...]
Moving Day

I almost didn’t write this. A couple of days ago was the twenty-second anniversary of one of the worst days in the life of our family. As the years have gone by, we’ve stopped discussing it. The anniversary comes and goes, seemingly unnoticed. But tonight, as I talked to my brother, we both admitted that even [...]
Bad Hair Days

Falcon Youth Camp, Day 5… “Dear Mom and Dad, It is raining. The good news is that now Pastor Jon won’t have to make me take a shower. On the downside, Nurse Missy won’t let us play any more human foosball or atomic dodgeball ’cause she’s running out of ibuprofen, ace bandages, and instant cold [...]
Lifelines
Today, at Falcon Youth Camp, I had lunch with two camp counselors (both youth leaders) and my camp nurse (the wife of a youth leader). My task this weekend has been to complete the rooming assignments for my second and largest camp—Middle School—which begins tomorrow night at 6. During lunch, I took about 45 minutes [...]

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