The yard needs mowing…

I asked him, “Dad, are you afraid of dying?” Without hesitation, he looked into my eyes as some sort of reassurance and in his calming voice he replied, “No, but I want to live.” And he smiled. I believed him and I actually understood. In his faith there was no doubt...

A string of pearls…a Father’s Day excerpt

I pull it out now and then as I did today. It’s just a beautiful as the day I first saw it, which I actually can’t remember when that day was. But it was on her hand. She never seemed to wear much jewelry, her wedding ring, a brooch, a butterfly neklace,...

Taco Nuts…

    Roach Coach, Taco Truck and now Food Truck, they’re all portable kitchens of goodness. Their infamy took a walk across the street one day and they exploded into the mainstream. You see them everywhere and anywhere…somewhere. From sandwiches to five star gourmet...

Hard Work, sweat and smoke…

BBQ Cook Off, Santa Anna, Tx. World Bison Cook Off. After a long night and early morning the pit master now running off adrenaline alone prepares the the meat for submission. In this shot, Pork ribs. The world seeming distant as time closes in on hard work, sweat and...

Ringing the Bell

He had a bad knee from a break while diggig us a storm cellar, but he would still kneel by my bed when I was sick as a child. His hands were huge, as I still remember them, strong from years of hard work. He’d place them on my forehead and pray. The weight alone...