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“Your dad’s car smells like my grandmother’s…” Such were the words uttered by my daughter’s friend as we prepared to leave the driveway on a recent morning. Almost as quickly as I could begin to ponder what about my wheels exactly reminded this young lady’s sniffer of her grandmother, she concluded the thought: “…but it’s [...]

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Many of us are familiar with that old Peter Paul and Mary song from the 60′s “If I Had a Hammer“. If I had a hammer, I’d hammer in the morning, I’d hammer in the evening, All over this land, I’d hammer out danger, I’d hammer out a warning, I’d hammer out love between, My [...]

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Elder daughter walked into the kitchen tonight holding a large box. “Hey, Hank, what’s in the box?”, I wondered. Perhaps, a dead cat? Sorry, wrong story, and I digress. No, her box contains money and momentos from days now past spent on the other side of the world. It was great to see her unpack [...]

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Remember the 70′s? Television was still in it’s adolescence. We did not have VCR’s, DVR’s, or Direct TV. We had 3 to 5 channels, and the TV Guide. When you had a show you really wanted to watch, the anticipation was almost palpable. Then, those fateful words would be heard: “We are temporarily experiencing technical [...]

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It is Fall Break time in Oklahoma. The quiet house this morning has me thinking about a lot of things: faith, family, football, etc, but not much about words such as “Thunder Up”, and that’s oddly absent with it being October. The silence was broken briefly earlier by RB stopping by the reading room to [...]

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My son, ever one of increasing amounts of insight and wisdom, expressed a thought to me earlier today: “hey, Dad, did you know that Bingham without the N spells BIG HAM?”. Touché. What is someone supposed to say to that? Truth be told, I plead guilty as charged, and I am proud to say that [...]

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A certain young man is currently attending basketball camp on the campus of Oklahoma Christian University. He is staying in a dormitory named Warlick Hall. The young man’s given name is Alexander. There are six degrees of separation, at the most, and multiple degrees of “interconnectedness”, to say the least, between young Alexander and Mr. [...]

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…marks in the sand. It is a quiet Sunday morning on the golden spread, as the man calls it. It’s just me, a few song birds, the sunrise, and “the Bear”. Bear is a dog. Adjacent to us is a highway, and a train line. As the moments have passed, traffic has picked up. There [...]

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Sunday is Father’s Day. It is a day for joy, celebration, and saying thank you. For some, it is a day of remembrances and some sadness, for those who have lost their fathers, especially recently. In celebrating my dad, and remembering with thanks, the following snippets represent grateful memories, and things I want to share [...]

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Beach combing. It is a lost art, in this era of digital entertainment, marathon shopping, and amusement parks. I have been amazed on the recently completed trip to see how many “attractions” are built on the way to or even on sight at natural beauty destination spots like the ocean shore. Or is it a [...]

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