When I reflect on my teaching days, it's almost always about the kids. True, I have forgotten some of the hundreds of students I taught over the years, but there are some that have a firm place in my memory. This is a story about a guy everyone called Buzz. I won't include his real … Continue reading Buzz Off →

When I moved to the Hat in '89 Dixie had a strange request for me. Would I teach her to golf? But it had to be a secret. She wanted to learn so she could golf with her husband, but she didn't want him to know. She had to be 'good' first. (My sister was … Continue reading Dixie Rules →

There is so much about each of us that only we know...and that is a good thing, but I thought I'd share some of the little quirks about me. I'm curious if others share these weird little habits. Please let me know. One of my little known talents is reading backwards. I must say there's … Continue reading Weird or What? →

You sang it, Keith Whitley. Few of us are strangers to the rain. For years in my adult life I knew the rain, thunder and lightning, living in and contributing to a dysfunctional and often chaotic home. I hid it well,,,considering...but the good times in the cycle kept me going, kept me pretending, kept me … Continue reading I’m No Stranger to the Rain →

Today is the birthday of a person I am blessed to call a friend. She has so many friends because she is the least judgmental and most fun-loving person you could ever find. I’m talking about Karen Bongaards. She is the real deal...no pretenses. What you see is what you get! When you are in … Continue reading Not the Karen of Social Media →

Debating the Covid back-to-school situation with a several people I have come to the conclusion that I need to listen and research a lot more, and opine a lot less. As consumers of news we so easily throw out our opinions, and come to believe ourselves without adequate information, experience and research. I had some … Continue reading Back to School during the Pandemic-Trust our Schools →

I am turning 70 this week, and am not accepting it as much as I know I should. I have never been a vain person, but I now look in the mirror and don’t like what I see. The wrinkles, the grey roots, the spotty skin, the flabby arms, the extra fat around my middle. … Continue reading Happy Birthday to Me →

She Was He washer heroHer shining knightHer protector in the darkest knightHer saviorHer best friendFaithful to the very end And then he wasn’t She wasAngryHurt, confusedBroken, having been abusedLonelySad and stressedGiven up, hopelessly depressed And then she wasn’t She rose from ashesThere came a dayShe found the willAnd the wayTo let it goAnd just beThe … Continue reading She Was →

Oh, some have the talents of dancing or singingSuch joy to our personsPerformances bringingThey paint or they cook or they knit or they sewThey score and the crowd proudly shouts out, “Bravo!” Alas, I have none of these talents amazingNot much that one would find worthy of praisingExcept one little skill for which I am … Continue reading My Gift →

Traditionally, fathers, as the head of the house, were set upon a pedestal. Respect, obedience, loyalty were expected, and one did not use the L word, until, perhaps, that person had passed away. He was measured by his capacity to protect his family and provide for them. He would pass on his knowledge and skills … Continue reading Fathers Day →