I’ve written quite a bit about video games and vintage arcades in this space. At 45, I spent a few hours last weekend playing Cyberball 2072 on my Playstation 2. It’s a classic arcade game featuring robots playing football, and it’s been one of my favorites since my college roommate and I spent hours on […]
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My dad would have been 77 years old today. He was born in the midst of World War II while his father was driving a half-track in Germany. Just six weeks after his first child was born, Grandpa fought in the Battle of the Bulge. These are facts I think about now that the old
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My brother and I have been preparing for our first craft shows in two years for the past several weeks now. Once or twice a week after work or on the weekend, my oldest stepson and I drive to Overbrook to spend a few hours with my brother’s family. As Rory continues to bond with
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Note: This blog was written, but not posted, on July 1, 2019, a little less than a month before Dad passed away on Aug. 5, 2019. We took my dad out today for what might be his last trip outside, at least during the “living” portion of his existence. It wasn’t much. We drove to
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Hey, Dad. It’s been a while since I’ve written you. Of course, I “talk” to you every day. I’m sure I will until the day I join you in the afterlife. Tomorrow will be our second Father’s Day without you. Last year was one of the best I’ve had and by far my best as
Cool is using the old man’s wisdom to help your son buy a car Read More »
“I didn’t want to work for The Man.” My brother and I heard that quite often growing up. Our dad would say he didn’t have to put up with any bullshit because he didn’t work for what he termed “The Man.” It didn’t take long after I start working a real job for me to
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Last year, when my brother and his wife built a new garage, they devoted a section of it to my father’s work. It’s a nicer work space than Dad ever had. All of his equipment, including a gigantic clicker and several sewing machines, are there. A large portion of the section has shelves loaded with
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Sunday, January 11, 2004 It’s a warm day for January in Kansas, a shade over 50 degrees. I’m driving my 2000 Ford Ranger from tiny Cottonwood Falls to my job as a sports copy editor at the Topeka Capital-Journal. Rarely do I run late, but I am on this day. It’s a 70-minute drive from
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The first time I tried to find my father’s best friend, I was 20 years old. That was around Christmas in 1996, just a few days after Dad bought our first computer. At the time, it was a top-notch system and cost $3,000 at the now-defunct Circuit City. That was at the beginning of the
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One of the best gifts I’ve ever received wasn’t really a Christmas gift. It was a belated gift the family from my father a few months after the big day in early 1983. My brother and I grew up with a collie. Dad loved that breed and bought one when I was baby. He and
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