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A walk and talk with Grandpa George

"I try to never over eat," he said. Grandpa and I were on a walk after a huge meal we just ate that Grandma had prepared. I was feeling full. Forget taking a nap, he told me a good walk was exactly what we needed. My family was staying at their house in Brookfield, Wisconsin… Continue reading A walk and talk with Grandpa George

1980s park picture

How I learned to tie shoelaces with a pair of clown shoes

I remember the day I was told I needed to learn to tie my shoelaces. I was at my daycare before I was in kindergarten, so I was probably four or five in 1986 or 1987. I was in the daycare playroom, a sun room off the kitchen, and by a low table with a… Continue reading How I learned to tie shoelaces with a pair of clown shoes

See you later alligator… screen door stories and my parents’ love of music

Saying goodbye to things can be tough whether it's just one thing or a whole house. My parents moved out of the house I grew up in the summer of 2017. I had lived in it since I was four, which means they lived there about 31 years. A couple months before they moved I… Continue reading See you later alligator… screen door stories and my parents’ love of music

1980s Toy Tupperware Set and Soup Kettle

Why I don’t like crackers in my soup

I always loved to try new foods when I was a kid. I wasn't a picky eater at all. I'd oftentimes try whatever was on my parents' plates at restaurants and surprise them that I actually liked what I tasted. Sure I loved your typical kid foods like mac 'n cheese and peanut butter and… Continue reading Why I don’t like crackers in my soup

A silver spoon links me to well-known bookbinders and reminds me that: nice things take time.

Just my Grandma and I were standing around her dinning room table when she said, "Nice things take time." I'll never forget it. It was like a piece of advice and an observation all in one, and it stuck in my memory for good. My Grandma had planned for us to frost and decorate mini… Continue reading A silver spoon links me to well-known bookbinders and reminds me that: nice things take time.