Over the years I have joined numerous support groups. Some I’ve been very active with, others not so much. As a teenager, I joined weight watchers and was finally able to get down to a healthy weight. I was good about going to meetings and the positive reinforcement for losing was tremendously motivational. About 20…
As I said earlier the shack is my haven of peace. It’s where I go when I need to sort out my life. I spent some time there after each of my divorces as I needed to figure out what next. I needed to determine out who I was as an individual and what was…
Technology today has made it easy to maintain a sense of socialness. Early on during the pandemic, one of my golf buddies sent a note to all of us asking if anyone had a zoom account that we could all get together for happy hour on Friday. Having such an account the wheels were put…
A few days back I was chatting with some girlfriends and the subject of having things explode came up. The front runner for greatest disaster was forgetting to pierce potatoes and having them explode, this was the front runner until I shared my story. My girls were still fairly young, maybe five and seven, when…
Since I was a child, I had a tendency to contemplate the questions that simply could not be answered. Or muse on tremendously philosophical concepts. One that I had given much thought to was that for us to unite as a planet we would need a common enemy. In my mind that common enemy would…
Today the shacks are classified as historic and thus are safe (for now). When Pa built the place it was just him. Then he had four children who each had a bunch of kids. Then each of those kids had kids, and so on. Now reservations are needed to get time at the shack. I…