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About leighton
I could be considered a true Renaissance Man after having a long and storied (seriously, people actually tell stories about it) college experience and varied careers. I am also a shameless self-promoter (who did you think was writing this anyway?) who is prone to flights of fancy, an abundance of passion on any given subject, ,obsessive behavior, spontaneous storytelling (whether anyone listens or not), and making parenthetical references. I would also be thrilled if I heard someone use the word "raconteur" to describe me.Commencement
Here are my two biggest gripes with commencement addresses: they are usually too long and the speaker usually doesn’t actually address the graduates. I once sat through an hour and a half long commencement address. It was bad enough that … Continue reading →
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Every Day
I was usually the first to work every day at one job I had, so I was usually the one who unlocked the doors and turned off the alarm. I had an established routine: unlock the door, open it, slip … Continue reading →
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Keep Away From My Daughter
Shortly after we discovered our first child would be a girl, I received sage advice from a co-worker. “Just remember,” he said, “little girls are God’s curse on men for being teenagers.” I laughed because I though he was joking. … Continue reading →
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Wedding Gifts
One of the things both my wife and I enjoyed about our tediously long engagement was registering for wedding gifts. Chrisie liked it because it was another step toward marriage. I liked it because I got to use the bar … Continue reading →
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Tagged gift giving, Gifts, just write, marriage, postaweek2011, relationships, Titanic, Wedding, Weddings
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After the Flames
My absolute favorite place on my property is a large natural bowl formed by a long past sink hole. Three of the sides are steep (but not too steep to walk down) and the fourth is more of a gentle … Continue reading →
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Tagged childhood, fire, fireworks, flames, life lessons, Parachute, postaweek2011, Sinkhole
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But Not Me
When I was a kid, I absolutely devoured any book about UFOs, monsters, unexplained phenomena, and general weird happenings. I didn’t necessarily believe all (or even most) of it, but that didn’t make it fascinate me any less. I was … Continue reading →
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Prom Night
Here’s the thing about my high school Prom: it wasn’t even in the same city as my high school. Instead, it was at the Opryland Hotel in Nashville, This isn’t a bad thing in and of itself, it just created … Continue reading →
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The Prom Procession
The Spring of 1991 was supposed to be the time of my life (or something). I had a few easy coast courses (which oddly netted me the Honors Diploma that advanced math wouldn’t) and enjoyed if not full acceptance by … Continue reading →
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After Dinner Mince
It was the first Mother’s Day after Chrisie and I got married. Somehow my mom managed to get both my brother, I, and our wives over to my parents’ house for dinner. I use the word “managed” because even then … Continue reading →
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Tagged Dinner, family, family dynamics, funny stories, Mother, Mothers Day, parenting, planning, postaweek2011, wife
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But When Winter Came
There used to be a large dead tree on Old Russelville Pike that I passed by often. Most of its limbs had long since fallen or rotted away and its old trunk was bound with a thick covering of vines … Continue reading →
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Stories Now Told 