The Deer, Deer, Deer!

Tonight, we stopped by the local rapid sustenance dispenser to acquire some delectable fodder. After thirty minutes of not moving, we decided to exit the line. The boys needed to be in bed. They didn’t take a nap today. After hearing Son #2 say, “Drive, Dada!” for the eleven hundredth time, and after explaining justContinue reading “The Deer, Deer, Deer!”

The Day After

Silence. No traffic in the streets. Stores and restaurants are closed. Businesses shut down so employees can spend time with those they love, whether family or friends. Homes are open. Families are reminiscing. Friends are laughing. Joy is present. Sadness and sorrow are distant, dying embers of faint, color-faded memories. We stop and look aroundContinue reading “The Day After”

The Birthday Eve

My wife is a saint. Perhaps an angel. She still loves me. So that proves it. As I write, the boys are in bed, and she is busy in the kitchen preparing a surprise for Son #2. There is a banner spanning the entrance to our small dining area. It reads, “Happy 2nd Birthday.” ThereContinue reading “The Birthday Eve”

The Venison

Speaking of deer, we ate scrumptiously recently. This is quite a controversial subject for vegetarians. I don’t know any personally, so I doubt anyone partial to a vegetable-only diet would read this. Someone told me one time that I should stop eating red meat. They said it would make me feel better. So I wentContinue reading “The Venison”

The Heritage

In Southern Missouri, we celebrate a few seasons this time of year. The usual ones are Thanksgiving and Christmas; the other is Deer Season. Yes, and what a wonderful time of the year it is. I’ve never been one that others would describe as a hunter. When asked, “Do you hunt?” The answer is yes.Continue reading “The Heritage”