(NEW BOOK!) Back before global warming, every year or two Norman would get enough snow to close the schools. And there would be MASSIVE REJOICING on Nebraska Street, at least from the kids. The Moms, not so much. Because they knew what it meant for them. “MOM, WHERE ARE MY <<insert 900 things you needs […]

(NEW BOOK!) As a kid, I idolized Norman High football players as they strutted around Norman in their NHS letter jackets. When I finally got mine in 1974, I wore it pretty much every minute of every day! Sure, the wool collar rubbed my neck raw. And the body was a size too big. And […]

Or at least you should have, considering I caught a whale of a lot of fish when I was growing up, mainly at Lake Thunderbird, plus the occasional trips to ginormous Lake Texoma. After my Dad left the Fire Department, he bought a modest tri-hull boat with a small Evinrude motor. It didn’t look like […]

Never has it been so easy to find the PERFECT Christmas gift for the Baby Boomers that you love so dearly, thanks to Santa and all the elves at the North Pole and Amazon.com. Whether it's for your Mom or Dad, Aunt or Uncle, Gramps or Nana, if they are over 50-ish, these books are […]

My Mom’s purse was a truly amazing thing.  Regardless of what happened—bike  crash, splinter, bee sting, broken zipper, starvation, boredom, bubonic plague, nuclear explosion—her purse held exactly what was needed. And Mom could retrieve whatever was needed in a heartbeat, even if she was cooking or driving or singing a hymn at Church, while simultaneously […]

When I was growing up, our family’s Thanksgiving ritual was more carefully planned and executed than the Battle of Normandy. A couple of weeks before Halloween, my Mom would buy a frozen turkey about the size of our German Shepherds and harder than a bowling ball. Then she’d start planning. And worrying.  Because making huge […]

(New Book!) WHEN HALLOWEEN MEANT GHOSTS, HOBOS AND MIDGETS! Imagine letting your kids dress up in weird costumes and walk around the neighborhood, unsupervised and at night, collecting candy from complete strangers. What could possibly go wrong? But nothing ever did back in the day, when kids were safe, free was good, and none of […]

(New Book!) I had dreamed about it my whole life: running onto Owen Field as a Norman Tiger. I finally got to do that my Junior year at Norman High, and it was the most exciting thing I had ever done. As little kids, my best friend Steve and I had snuck onto the hallowed […]

(New Book!) I was an “old hand” around guns before I started grade school, thanks to my Fanner 50 cap pistol and daily TV doses of the "Foreman Scotty" television show. But my Cowboy world expanded exponentially when Bill, my sister Lynn’s future husband, started taking me hunting when I was 7 or 8. I […]

(New Book!) Greg, Steve and I decided to escape the brutal August heat by camping out in my backyard in our big Lake Thunderbird tent. I’m not sure why tents amp up the goofiness of 12-year-old boys, but they do by about a million percent. The first time Steve cut a major cheese, I lit […]