A Late Starter Dawdling Through Life
Following an arduous search, I had located Marsha Mallow, former Lollipop Leaguer and last remaining link to the Red Brick Road. After a half dozen butterscotch and sodas, would she be able to remember its location? Would her hatred of … Continued
Once again, our annual Easter showing of “The Wizard of Oz” has ended and, as enjoyable as it was, I was again left unfulfilled. Every year, Dorothy sets off along the yellow brick road, a song in her heart and … Continued
Five minutes to midnight on Christmas Eve. After downing half a dozen spiked eggnogs, I woke up from a nice doze and yawned, my mouth wider than a pelican’s beak chugging a menhaden. I was groggy, but hey, it was … Continued
The trick-or-treaters started picketing in the front yard before nightfall on Halloween. “It’s a school night,” one of the little punks informed me. “My mommy wants me home by seven thirty.” During their afternoon protest, they had trampled on our … Continued
Three weeks into my Hallmark challenge, things were going well. My goal was to turn my life into a Hallmark Christmas movie by copying their tried-and-true formula, and so far I’ve succeeded. Here’s the formula: an ice carving contest; two … Continued