Reinventing Christmas

Re-Post from an earlier blog:

When I first was separated from my ex-wife, Arlene, my three kids were all under 10 years old. When Christmas came around that year I knew it was going to be hard — maybe not so much for the kids, but for me (selfish).

Born With An Expiration Date

What are you thinking about?”

For reasons that baffle me to this very day I said, “I’m going to die on August 8th”.

Phil looked at me, nodded his head in agreement and said, “Okay then,” and went about with his hosting duties.

Not Your Average Father's Day Story

It was Father’s Day a few years ago and the kids and I decided to do a tour of the Jersey shore. The plan was to start in Asbury Park, and then we would work our way along the coast to Belmar and then end up in Point Pleasant for a late lunch. In Asbury Park, as we walked the boardwalk, I got excited as we neared Convention Hall. I told the kids to follow me...

Fat Man Running

My nephew, Joe, who is in the Navy and stationed in San Diego (poor kid) called my sister and told her that he signed up to run the Avon (New Jersey) 5K in June and that she and Uncle Al (me) should run it as well.