When Nathan was born, I can remember very clearly cutting his cord, and then shortly thereafter the doctor handing him to me to lay him on a gently heated table for measurements and such. So I’m confused. Somehow this “kid” who lives at my house named Nate, who is now taller than I am and … Read more
When I was 12 years old, I don’t remember what I said I wanted to be when I grew up. I remember what my classmate Shannon said, though. He wanted to be a bulldozer owner/operator. He had it all worked out. He was going to get a secondhand dozer, live in a trailer, and work … Read more
I obliged such a request from Suzie Bennett more than once. I’d work a long morning—until 1, say. Then I’d grab lunch for us both and go to her house in urban south Huntsville, but also somehow magically in the middle of the woods, for three or four hours. You know, now that I think … Read more