Monthly Archives: December 2010

Popped in the Head

Just before New Year’s Eve in 1992 I spent the night a my friend Neil’s house in Kentucky. We planned to enjoy some hunting and target shooting before coming back to Clarksville. What we didn’t plan was the trip to … Continue reading

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What If

I hated taking a bath at my grandparents’ (on my mother’s side) house. Hated it. The bathroom was always drafty and uncomfortable and the hot water never lasted. Taking a bath in that tub was a production I dreaded anytime … Continue reading

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Buying Power

The funny thing about shopping for engagement rings is that you often have to rely on what the person who wants to take your money tells you about the quality of the diamonds (which are really worthless rocks, but you … Continue reading

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That First Christmas

Before Chrisie and I spent our first Thanksgiving, we had our first Christmas together. We had only dated for about nine months, but I knew beyond doubt she was the one (and had also already bought a ring) so when … Continue reading

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Taking a Stand

I was in high school and having a very pleasant evening. My girlfriend and I walked through the mall (yes, I know, lame) and enjoyed one another’s company. Life seemed pretty good. I had a girlfriend who didn’t mind being … Continue reading

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Too Well Done

The day I graduated it rained. Part of me enjoyed this since our principal announced that it never rained on a Northeast graduation (I have a twisted delight when someone makes a statement about something over which they have no … Continue reading

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Crushing Nostalgia

I work for the very school system I attended, so I have many opportunities for nostalgia. One week, I the nostalgia almost overwhelmed me. It started as I walked through the cafeteria of Richview Middle School and saw my seventh grade … Continue reading

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