Today’s Guest Author: Steve Davis. Steve is a former Lieutenant Colonel in the Air Force. After various trips and missions around the world, he retired from the Air Force in 2004. Steve is married to his wife, Laura. Together they live in Little Rock, AR and have four children, all graduated from high school and […]
The words that a father speaks to his children in the privacy of home are not heard by the world, but, as in whispering-galleries, they are clearly heard at the end and by posterity. ~Jean Paul Richter A number of years ago I wondered if my children heard anything that I had said. There was […]
Around our house we have “no talk” rules. “Don’t talk to me through the bathroom door,” my wife says. “Don’t talk to me when I first get up,” says Josh, my middle son. Recently, when my eldest son Ryan was having some intestinal pain, he warned, “Don’t talk to me when you see me come […]
How could any kid resist joining the Columbia Record Club, a gazillion records for a buck? And each month for the next three years they’d send another long-play hi-fidelity album to evaluate risk-free. Wow! I was in heaven. As a teen, I was a man of certain means. I had the offer. I had ingenuity. And I had a buck.
She was a little surprised by my questions, but our discussion went very well. As we were wrapping up, she asked me if our talk was the reason we’d stopped for something to eat. I said it was and thanked her for not being defensive.
A couple of months ago while home from college, my daughter and I spent a lunch together on one of our periodic dates. It was a great time to catch up with her and live in her world for a few hours. I have missed hearing the regular details of her life during her freshman year. You know, the personal details that spill out over dinner or in car rides to church.
The door between our garage and mud room opened. Our daughter was home. My wife and I were planted on the sofa when the door opened. But, this was not a typical return home. “I had an accident” were the words she blurted out