Some of these stories will make you laugh.
Some will make you cry.
But don’t the best stories always start with an old Ford pickup?
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Hello Silence, You Touched My Soul
Everyone has a song that reached to the bottom of their soul.
A Most Surprising Woman
Imagine Carol Brady enters the Twilight Zone!
Upon My Knee, I Beg Of Thee
An annual ritual becomes more as the years go on.
The Road To Valhalla
Ever lose someone dear to you?
A Crystal Epiphany
Have you ever had a true epiphany. Seriously. I have.
The Legacy Lives On!!!
My Dad’s passing has made me sit and think about the legacy I want to leave behind. My Dad did it right. I mean every body talks about what a great guy he was and how he made their lives better. I know I want that, too, but how? He loved country music and all…
I’m Going Home…
How do you define “Home”? That has always been an odd question for me. Most people consider the place they grew up in to be their home. Other consider the house they live in to be “home”. And, while my house is my home there is a place that always fulfilled that requirement before we…
Raising A Glass
I saw my father drunk exactly twice. The second time was when my grandmother died But, the first time was the one I remember the most. Dad had a great sense of humor and was always laughing, but he was always very careful not to let us know when he got upset. After all, living…
Here’s the Story of a Lovely Lady…
My father definitely traded up the second time around. Truly! BUT, saying that is to do my stepmother a disservice. You see, Mom set the bar so low that anything short of a serial killer would have been a step up. Yup. So, let’s try this a different way. Imagine that your Dad has picked…
How “Convoy”, Disney and Walmart (Yes, Walmart!) Are Helping Me Heal
Today is Father’s Day and I have to be honest I was not looking forward to it. This is the first Father’s Day since Dad passed. So, I have been basically ignoring it. Ignoring the sales, signs, billboards, commercials, popups and flyers virtually everywhere. Hunkering down and ignoring the world. But karma and the world…
So Ashamed, It Made Me Proud
Recently, I was asked to tell a very special story about my Dad as one of the official storytellers for Indy Pride. Grab a tissue and ENJOY!
The BIG Fish Story
Some of my best childhood memories are of going fishing with my Dad. There was just something about watching my Dad relax on the riverbank with a fishing rod in one hand and a beer in the other. I was about 7 when my Dad took me fishing for the first time. He had just…
Somehow The World Kept Spinning
My Dad was amazing! (Those of you who read my book know this story but I feel it needs retelling now.) 1988 It was a hard drive home. I had just found out my best friend had died of AIDS while I was living in West Virginia. The next morning, I drove the three hours…
A Smile The Size Of The Moon
I asked everybody to tell me the first thing they thought of when they thought of Dad. I expected it to be the birdhouses he made – after all, he gave one to virtually everyone he met. But that didn’t even make the short list. And, then I expected them to mention how much he…
The Ghost of Music Past
Since Dad passed a couple of weeks ago, I have been avoiding music. His life was so full of it that I couldn’t listen to anything without thinking of him. Driving, I would hit the radio and, of course, “Let It Be” would start: “When I find myself in times of trouble, Mother Mary comes…
The Last Song
It was my little sister’s idea, and it was nothing short of brilliant. As a matter of fact, it gave me an opportunity that I will never have again. Dad had been placed in the Covid-19 ward and we were not allowed to visit him. “I called there last night and the nurse put the…
…And Then The Tornado Struck!
Ever needed a knight in shining armor to sweep in and rescue you? I have. With my Dad fading more as each day passes, it has made me think of the amazing things he has done in the past without knowing it. Ever heard of April 3, 1974? If you haven’t, meteorologists sure have! Let…
So Ashamed It Made Me Smile
Growing up I was told over and over that there are things you should always be ashamed of: Psycho mom… Haunted house… Being gay… The last one was the one that had the most effect. I could not tell anyone I was gay growing up for fear of being exiled like my uncle or commiting…
A Life In Lyrics
Music is my life!
My Knight In Shining Armor, or the Complete, Uneditted and Totally True Story of Floyd the Pig
This is a bittersweet tale but I think that you will like it. I have published a couple of versions but this is the one I have specifically been asked to republish: Some of you may think you know this story but you do not know it all, or at least you do not know…
A Day of Reckoning
I am having a flashback. I never thought I would smell tear gas again. As some of you know, last night there were riots in many cities following the death of a man in Minneapolis in police custody. Stupidly, I thought our city was immune. I was wrong. As we live about a mile from…
The Last Word
What were the last words I spoke with them?
Tales From An Old Ford
Some memories never fade. They just crystallize and sparkle in our memories. I love music. And I grew up on a farm. Put those together and what do you get? Yup. My favorite memories of all time consist of me and my Dad driving around in that old Ford pickup of his at 80 miles…
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