Getting under the hood My son, Byron, and I went turkey hunting a few weeks ago in central Nebraska a couple of miles west of the little town of Wolback (population 257). It was a guided trip with Gobble and Grunt Outfitters. While by no means cheap, for city...
Old Beyond Their Years I met Forrest and Lakin Huckabey at the recent Project Sanctuary Retreat where, again, I did K.P. duty. And trust me, I’m not complaining. Before the week was over, I got to know the couple well enough to ask if I could interview them...
Fiddling while Rome burns I spend many hours blogging at my local library. They regularly host events on a wide variety of topics. I rarely take one in; its tough enough for me to keep on track without one more distraction. However, recently a program called...
What is impossible for man is possible for GodWell, here I am again. At a Project Sanctuary retreat, the only organization designed to serve the entire military family, helping them reconnect after a member returns from one of our perpetual wars. Except it’s...
My guilty pleasure I’ve mentioned my personal trainer, Charlie, before. Between the beat down sessions he inflicts on me, I enjoy trying to give him a bit of his own medicine-at least verbally. A sort of pay it backward for all the cans of whup-ass he’s...
