Robin, schrobin. Crocus, schrocis. Global warming or the tilt of the earth’s axis has changed Michigan’s weather so robins no longer fly south in the winter. They stay here all year, so seeing one isn’t the first sign of spring. I haven’t seen my one and only crocus yet in my yard and yet I […]
Que the pipers! Let me hear the heart-stirring rat-a-tat-tat of the drums. Where’s my goshed-darned soapbox? My friends, Americans and countrymen, lend me your ears now, while the womenfolks are off doing whatever womenfolks do. Men, the time of putting up or shuttin’ up is upon us. Yes, it’s time. It’s March and I ask […]
There’s been an idea pinging around inside my sloped noggin’ for awhile. The idea was out of focus, just kinda’ whizzing around so I couldn’t picture nor label it. Then, Ken “The Barber” Seames of Goodrich, unfortunately passed away last week. His son Scott had given me a one-page essay about Ken’s Barbershop (an excerpt […]