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The thrill of coming home has never changed. –Tom Petty What an incredible time of year. It is “homecoming” season on college and high school campuses across America. Time-honored traditions. Pomp and pageantry. And the re-kindling of deep connections with…
The Greek Island of Santorini is perhaps the most majestic place on earth. White sand beaches. Jagged cliffs. Breathtaking sunsets. A little slice of heaven. Many years ago, three buddies and I embarked upon a glorious adventure through the Greek…
Do our low moments inspire us or crush us? Do we bury them or embrace them? Between the ages of seven and nineteen years old, I played in nearly a hundred tackle football games. It was the defining activity of my youth. It kept…
A few months ago, some loyal followers may remember that I wrote about a Good Samaritan at Pike & Rose who went out of her way to return my wallet. She spied it sitting on the ground. Rushed to my house…
Ah, Summertime. The beach. The ocean. The salt air and the waves. The ghost crabs! On our family vacation in Bethany Beach, DE, the ghost crabs literally littered the beach. Hundreds of golf ball-sized “spider” holes with big, nervous eyes popping out…
A 7-hour round of golf. 10 players on the green at the same time. Blistering heat coupled with torrential rain. Sound like a scene from a golf horror movie? Actually, it is the most glorious day of the year. Great…
I recently had the glorious experience of visiting my brother and his family down in Miami. They were on “holiday” from their home in Sao Paulo, Brazil and it was the perfect opportunity to check in with their lives and…
Winnebago trip to South Padre Island for Spring Break. That was the primary focus of my second semester senior year in college. A group of buddies and I had talked about it since Freshman year. It was now or never. There…
So, I totaled my car last week. Certainly not something I set out to do. But, in hindsight, an amazing blessing! Not to be too melodramatic, but I was very lucky. Not only was I not seriously injured, but, after one…
St. Patrick’s Day in Savannah, Georgia. One of the all-time greatest celebrations of my life. The Irish came in droves to Savannah in the 1800s to dig canals, build roads and lay railroad track. Most of them stayed. With so many…