Tucked away in the back of the closet, there’s a tie that every man has. It rarely appears, and, when it does, it is with a white shirt and a dark suit, a veritable uniform. The tie is solid black. It is the funeral tie. When a man touches this tie, when he slowly puts
The Food Tour (prior posts here and here) has continued, but at home. Mrs. T. and our daughters have been in Montana for a wedding and family visit. So, it has been just our son and I at home. We have family members with food allergies or strong distastes for certain foods, and so, this
Two particular details have stuck in my mind. First, while at Kripalu, I saw a t-shirt with this on it: “Love all, serve all.” Second, I’ve always remembered reading about Thomas White. A very wealthy man, once he took care of his family, he vowed to die penniless and give away his remaining wealth. He
Here are some photos and videos from today. The highlights are that our son is feeling better and that let me see some trout. The best one taped at 19″. Even though it was a blazing-hot day, the river was a refreshing 58 °F. Hope you all had a good Sunday.
With just my son and I at home this coming week, and he ill with a bad cold, it has been pretty quiet. But, it has been a great opportunity to do some minor repairs around the house. So, my Friday night was a long session of painting and caulking. I was so focused on
The sun is shining, I just dropped off Mrs. T. and our daughters at the airport (visiting her sister), and I am ready for a late Friday lunch. I am a fan of Calvin Trillin’s writing, and I’ve always been inspired to do his suggested meal tour, a literal moveable feast. You go from place