I'm giving up the facade. No longer am I going to worry about if I'm viewed as a generous or giving person; my true inner self is hereby released. Starting now I am following a righteous path to the genetic predisposition I've determinedly refrained from acknowledging my entire adult life. I'm a cheapskate. What brought … Continue reading The Scapegoating Transformation
Tag: Fathers
Road Trips: Past and Present
In the summer of 1969 my dad and I drove to Miami Beach from our home in the Detroit suburbs. We were on a rescue mission of sorts, trying to get down there as quickly as possible to meet up with my mom and sister. They had been there for nearly two weeks, commuting each day between their … Continue reading Road Trips: Past and Present
Memorial Day and The Little Grill That Could
My Facebook page is full of friends who are observing Memorial Day. There are posts asking me to remember those who have made the ultimate sacrifice on behalf of their country. I am also seeing pictures of grandfathers, fathers, brothers, and now too, I'm inspired to note, mothers and sisters who have also proudly served our country's armed forces. Hats … Continue reading Memorial Day and The Little Grill That Could
“It’s All a Process”
A wonderful benefit of blogging under the WordPress umbrella is that you get to read the efforts of some very talented writers. When a case of writer's block comes my way, lately an unfortunate weekly occurrence, I am heartened when I can read something by someone else that inspires me. Or it makes me a terrible, plagiarizing copycat -- I'm not sure which. Today … Continue reading “It’s All a Process”
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