Garden Road Catfish

Another birthday has passed, and my almost seven-year-old son Grant informed me that now I am old. This is the same boy who helps...

Garden Road Superheroes

I actively attempt not to write about my brother in the past tense. At least not too often, mostly for my mother’s sake, but...

Garden Road Submersion

My wife wants me to find the positive in the time change—not to dwell upon how those without sleep disorders, children, common sense or...

Garden Road Art

I write this column in a notebook scribbled upon by my four-year-old daughter Jasmine. My wife Jennifer normally uses these yellow pages for her...

Garden Road Ghosts

Sept. 29, 2018 was my parents’ 50th anniversary. The fact my father is gone changes the event, of course, making it like celebrating the...

Garden Road 6-26-18

In his brown-and-white pickup, my father drove to town and bought me a can of grape soda pop from the Pester’s station. I drank...

Garden Road 4-10-2018

Today, April 10, is my brother Grant’s birthday. He and my father watch over my children. I am certain, if someone is considering mistreating...

Garden Road 3-13-18

One couple out east manages a special museum. It is full of objects believed to be haunted. Hollywood filmed a movie based on a...

Garden Road 2-20-18

In Cambria, like Sewal now an unincorporated town, my class attended junior high. In first grade, we were bused to Allerton’s old high school....

Garden Road 1-30-18

For several months now, I assumed someone had stolen the CD case from my car. It looks like a silver waffle iron. People almost...
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