The Grindstone

When I was growing up, Mom kept a number of things on the refrigerator that were held up by magnets. A calendar, my and my brothers’ game schedules, and a list of phone numbers were usually there. One item that I recall that never came down was a short poem. I...

The Monotonous Middle

Have you ever had a Dream? Maybe you wanted to achieve a new level or rank in a business, or get that great promotion. Maybe it was to get married and raise a bunch of great kids. Maybe it was to feed 1000 people, help start a church, or raise $100,000 for your...

Lather. Rinse. Repeat.

A long time ago (but not in a galaxy far, far away) I reached a milestone. As a child, my mother would give me a bath. She especially wanted to wash my hair, as I seemed either to forget that part, or to do a bad job. The day finally came when I took my first shower...

Your Enemies

Based on the headline, you may be thinking, “What enemies, Scott? I do not have any enemies.” That is too bad. As weird as it may sound, YOU SHOULD. Winston Churchill once said, “You have enemies? Good. That means you’ve stood up for something,...

Lost and Found

Have you ever eaten at a restaurant that you just loved? Maybe they had a certain entree or dessert that was unlike anything you had ever experienced. You absolutely looked forward to the next time that you enjoyed another meal there. And then one day they closed. I...

A Wadded Up Life

Have you ever found some paper money in your jeans? A coat? An old puse? If so, was it wadded up? Partially torn? Faded? If not, just keep looking. I have known many people who have found money that they forgot about in all those places, and more. If you have,...