The fifth and final piece of the family puzzle

Scott does exist. The middle child walked into the Mexican restaurant in the tiny town standing guard to the gorgeous and mammoth Rocky mountains of Colorado as darkness fell Sunday night and the Miner Family Reunion became complete at last for my dear wife Karen. She sat at one end of the table of 15…

People are strange

We saw two odd things in one day in Estes Park, one by car and one on foot. First my dear wife Karen, wonderful daughter Elisabeth and terrific boyfriend George Three and I were on the hunt for a store to buy some beer, a bottle of wine, maybe another beverage to stock the fridge…

There are faces I’ll remember

It didn’t take long to know that this trip from Syracuse to Estes Park, Colorado, for my dear wife Karen’s family reunion was a success. All it took was one look at my beloved’s face. And the face of her sister Jana when we walked up to the place she and her family were staying.…

Rocky Mountains, hi, how are you?

I woke up this morning in rarified air. First person awake, I smiled at the thought of big family so close. My dear wife Karen soon to awaken from my stirring, my darling daughter Elisabeth and her terrific boyfriend George Three on the first floor below, sisters- and brother-in-law and nieces and nephews in other…

I didn’t quite believe what I was hearing

For most of the minutes he appeared in front of the crowd of the big and important festival he put together so well for the community of Syracuse this past weekend, founder and executive director Frank Malfitano was a happy guy. As well he should be, I thought from my spot in the roped-off VIP…

The Magnificent Mrs. Johnson

The lovely chapel on the Syracuse University quad resonated with chuckles. Some of the hundred people inside from the shining July sun dabbed their cheeks from tears. We listened to pretty guitar and stately organ music. We celebrated the 92 years of Vivienne Jean Johnson beautifully in Hendricks Chapel on a lovely Thursday afternoon as…

It’s a new day for our pearly whites

When I last wrote about my teeth cleaning experience at my dentist’s office, several people threw a flag after spotting the photo of the Spinbrushes used by my dear wife Karen and I. Including a dentist I know — not my dentist — who wrote on my Facebook page how the old electric brushes were…