Tag: Childhood

Chivalry

When I was a kid, I read a lot.  My Dad was a pastor, and often during the week he would take me along as he went calling on members of his flock.  I guess most kids would go crazy waiting for their father… Continue Reading “Chivalry”

Mush!

The Yukon Quest and the Iditarod have consumed my attention lately.  Some of my earliest memories revolve around fledgling mushing aspirations.  In fact, my mother tells me that my favorite breakfast as an infant was mush. I have never acted on those primeval instincts… Continue Reading “Mush!”