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It’s funny how time flies. Especially when you're having fun. Like smoke through my fingers, though, time just drifts by, ungraspable, with little regard for me or those close to me. It dissipates into the ether. It's something that we barely notice as children, but it becomes all too familiar to us as we age. As a boy, in 1990,...
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Catching Fish and Memories in the Eastern Sierra

There is a whisper in the trees. A soft song that comes and goes as faithfully as the wind, emanating from the needles of...

From Athlete to Dadlete

It’s 4:00 am and my father wakes me up as he walks out the door for work. I throw on my running shorts, shoes...

A Traveling Dad’s Thoughts on Shells and Shade

I must have been born with rubber in my veins because the road - both dirt and paved - seems to call to me....

My Super-Secret Special Sauce

There's nothing much more everyday American than BBQ. Well, maybe BBQ on the 4th of July. There’s something really patriotic about going above and...

Tumble Berries and Stainless Steel Kids Cups

I am more and more about the grand day out with the family as the boys and I get older. I spend a good...

If you Give a Dad a Rib, He’s Going to want...

Father’s Day is one of those "holidays" that doesn't really garner a large emotional response. Not from many children or from fathers themselves, for...

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