Many years ago, my sister met and married this wacky, cool Canadian guy and moved to Canada. Meanwhile, I had already had to relocate from our home town of Detroit to find employment in Houston. The challenge was always the same: keeping in touch with my sister without having to compromise on our occasional marathon gab sessions without racking up ridiculously high long distance and international phone bills. Continue reading Revenge of the Sith(ter)
During a recent visit to the Detroit Institute of Arts, I began the monumental task of exploring every nook and cranny of the museum. I’d decided the best strategy would be to focus on one small section per visit. Continue reading Museum Mishaps
One day, when I was about 11 years old, I was doing something I’d done many times before: riding my bike around the block. Except this day was different in several ways. Continue reading Watch Where You’re Going!
Dad used to enjoy more than his fair share of fast food during his trips back and forth to his job as an electrician at Ford Motor Company. As kids, we would regularly find dried and shriveled French fries under the driver’s seat of his car. Eventually, he had what they refer to in the South as a “Come to Jesus moment.” He cut out the fast food, switched to a healthier diet, started to exercise and lost weight.Continue reading Niacin Flush Frivolity
In August of 2014, after lots of encouragement – and sometimes outright nagging – from my sister, Johanna, I finally decided to leave Houston, my home for over two decades. To sweeten the deal, she flew down from her home in Toronto to help me make the three-day drive back to Detroit, Michigan, where we grew up. Continue reading Bowling Green, Kentucky