Apparently I am a rather suspicious-looking individual when I have my ever-present camera with me. (Which is just about all the time, these days.) Wednesday was my wife’s 45th birthday, and we celebrated the occasion by doing some shopping at Mayfair Mall and eating a delicious meal at P.F. Chang’s. It was a shopping trip
The following story is not for the faint of heart. . . Yesterday afternoon, Kathy and I were out in the front yard with Bobbi and Ellie, watching them but also talking about various facets of the yard and landscaping- when suddenly Ellie seemed to go a little crazy digging for something, with Bobbi nipping
Yesterday afternoon was the presentation of “How Sweet the Sound: A Celebration of Music in Story and Song” but for the purposes of this blog entry, let’s call it Songs, Stories and Sweat. First of all, don’t misunderstand the heading as a complaint about yesterday’s weather. Southeastern WI was blessed both with sunshine and relatively
Yesterday a not-so-little corner in the universe was utterly transformed, and 90 % of it was due to our good buddy from the RTG, Kurt Oian. I’m not sure just when and why and how the wheels of change started a-turnin’ - I just know my wife was ready to join the Peace Corps and
Last night’s end-of-the-season banquet for the Racine Theater Guild served up quite a delicious moment for my wife when she was named the John Maccanelli Volunteer of the Year. The award’s namesake was a faithful behind the scenes worker at the RTG for many years before succumbing to cancer. He was also our wedding photographer-
I also though about titling this blog entry “. . .and a partridge in a pear tree” or “Seeing Quadruple.” Our home was blessed yesterday with the presence of four - count ‘em - golden retrievers. Two were our own, of course, and the two visitors came with Kathy’s cousin Linda, her veterinarian husband Doug,
I was on an interesting mission this morning. WGTD GM Dave Cole told me that four big boxes of “old stuff” was slated to be shredded this afternoon, and that I needed to go over to the basement archive and look through the boxes to make sure that nothing important would be lost. Just finding
I almost allowed the farewell of Bob Barker pass without a quick comment. I have not been a regular viewer of this program in many many years, but the news that he was retiring did catch my attention because I vividly remember the restart of The Price is Right back in 1972 - and I
Another Father’s Day has come and gone, and I am feeling a warm sense of peace. I am not a dad myself - and a tiny little sliver of my souls regrets that - but the rest of me feels like that is really fine. . . that I have a different calling (as does
Last night Kathy and I spent some time at the Relay for Life in Racine. I’ve been to the event in Kenosha a number of times, but never ever been to Racine’s- although I’ve certainly pledged money in the past to Dave Krueger, a tenor in my church choir and my summertime tennis partner. .
