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The first in a series of thankful reflections The Chief Love and Comfort Officer at the Fort Worth Ronald McDonald House is a friendly, black and white, five-year-old Australian Labradoodle. Chief’s job is to help relieve stress, play, and help families in any way possible during their stay at the Fort Worth Ronald McDonald House.Continue reading “Thankful for a Good Boy”

From my earliest days, I have been aware of smart watches.  Detective Dick Tracy wore a version of a smart watch and communicated with police headquarters via a two-way radio/watch in the 1960’s version of the daily Dick Tracy comic strip.  The concept of communicating through a wristwatch was a futuristic dream for children bornContinue reading “I’m no Dick Tracy… (but I do wear an Apple Watch)”

The sounds of the holidays…I can hear the bells ringing and the Heavenly Hosts singing Alleluia…I can hear these things in joyous memories from Christmases past.  I am a late deafened adult.  I have been deaf for approximately six years now, but I still associate the holidays with those auditory pleasures.  And that can beContinue reading “Good News of Great Joy for All the People”

A tribute to Justin Turner. I did not know JT well.  We crossed paths a few times because his dad and I have been friends for many years.  Jim often shared stories of his son JT’s success at the ballpark. And thus, my memories of JT seem to be centered on a kid in aContinue reading “The Legacy Team”

I lost my most loyal friend today. Red was a 13.5-year-old bundle of love.  On Father’s Day weekend, 2010 my daughter Katie, insisted that we visit the local Humane Society.  Red was just a pup and had been in the shelter for an extended amount of time.  She had two strikes against her already andContinue reading “This man’s best friend…”

A Tribute to my friend, Dr. Alan Lobaugh, upon his retirement. He did not walk right up and extend a hand while saying, Hi, I’m Alan. Will you be my friend? But close…It was more subtle, it needed time to evolve… it was August of 2001, when I met my friend Alan Lobaugh. He andContinue reading “Winter, Spring, Summer, or Fall…”

Squeeze in with me, we are crowded around an upright piano in my great-grandmother’s home.  My aunt Esther is tickling the ivories and my less than musically gifted relatives are endeavoring to sing-along to whatever hymn she has chosen to play. My great-great uncle Lambert has joined us, and he always requests I’ll Fly Away. Continue reading “Some Glad Morning”

I can name exactly one…one, Joe Cocker song.  No, don’t roll your eyes.  The only music I have heard for the last six years was played on my mental jukebox and when I double checked that playlist this morning, the name Joe Cocker only appeared once.  I was checking today because I have had aContinue reading “Yes…Indeed!”

I was up early this morning, it was five-something so…very early for me. I took a look at my iPad and saw a post from my friend Brooks’ daughter, Lily. The post began: It has been one year since I lost my best friend and parent…a lot has happened since you left this world. CallContinue reading “Nostalgic…”