Fishing

In the days leading up to the Cub Scout camping trip that we went on in October, my son asked over and over if we would be able to go fishing while we were there. He had asked to go fishing numerous times before, and like any good father I just kept saying, "I'll take you sometime … Continue reading Fishing

Time

Sunday was my 38th birthday. I'm not sure how that happened. I understand the conception and birth thing. Time has passed, and so on. What I don't understand is how I can be two years shy of forty when on most days I have to remind myself that I'm an adult now so I should … Continue reading Time