For those of you who don’t know, I played Church League Basketball. If you read that and wonder which one I am, I am the quintessential Washed-Up Ballhog. Our team was the First Baptist Muskogee Green Team, and well, we… Read More »The Fisher of Stories
For those of you who don’t know, I played Church League Basketball. If you read that and wonder which one I am, I am the quintessential Washed-Up Ballhog. Our team was the First Baptist Muskogee Green Team, and well, we… Read More »The Fisher of Stories
For those of you who don’t know, I played Church League Basketball. If you read that and wonder which one I am, I am the quintessential Washed-Up Ballhog. Our team was the First Baptist Muskogee Green Team, and well, we… Read More »Memoir Monday: The Break-Up.
In case you’re wondering, the answer is three. It took three slow dances with my daughter for her to look up at me, smile, and say, “Daddy I love you.” I wanted to tell you that now, both because… Read More »The Fisher of Stories
In case you’re wondering, the answer is three. It took three slow dances with my daughter for her to look up at me, smile, and say, “Daddy I love you.” I wanted to tell you that now, both because… Read More »The Fisher of Stories