This is your fault. Well, maybe not yours in particular, but over the years enough people have told me I should write down whatever story I was telling them, I’ve decided to do it. Perhaps I am ill-advised. No matter. Bad advice often leads to interesting stories.
There is nothing more relaxing to a harried mind than time spent walking along a tightrope in the summer air. The two large trees on the front lawn of my parsonage provided an excellent spot to set up the rig, and the parishioners proved more than happy to explain their eccentric pastor to the neighbors.Continue reading “Rope Walking”
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The night had been too short, and now the flight attendant was coming around with a good morning wake up: hot coffee, a muffin, a mint and a wash-up in a foil wrapper. Sleepily, I broke a few pieces off the muffin and forced myself to eat them. Breakfast, at what was for me oneContinue reading “Later”
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To my grandchildren, on the day you each turn fifteen and a half: It might seem funny to be receiving a letter from me at your half-birthday, but by now Grandpa has probably clued you in that it is best just to humor me if what I do seems unusual… That’s what he does… AndContinue reading “A Letter for the Generations”
“Is that smoke?” I wondered, as I read email in a room down the hall from my kitchen. I paused for a moment and sniffed the air. Curious, I stuck my head into the hallway. The living room looked foggy. Just then I remembered–dinner! I hurried to the kitchen, reaching there just in time toContinue reading “It’s the Thought That Counts”
Bender Tales 