You Know What I Mean?

I have not always liked this song. There was a time when I thought it was exasperatingly repetitive. But through the years it has grown on m...

The Christmas season is officially upon us. I happen to think that this is good thing. I look forward to watching all the sappy movies and s...

While driving with my dad on our way to play golf, sometime in May of 2004, he and I listened to one of his favorite tapes, John McDermott...

I've played a number of roles in my life. I've been a son, a brother, a cousin and an uncle. I became husband and a dad. I've b...

I knew in advance what lay ahead for me. In the back of my mind I wanted to believe that I could find a way out. Right up to the last minut...

I grew up skinny, I mean really skinny. Ribs were countable. Knees knobbed. My dad said that when I wore shorts I looked like a pair of pli...

Do you know what I think?  I think people should know what I think. I think people want to know what I think. I have many thoughts and I th...