here

Sometimes a guy just looks around and wonders how he got here...

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quote of the week

Life is hard... and then you get married. Kathy Cary

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one year

My mom died a year ago today. It’s been quite the year. I believe I’ve experienced all the major stress factors in this past year. It all tends to get lumped together in what I’ll call the 2010/2011 Dark Ages. We...

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fast – the Wichita Timeline

I just wanted to get this down somewhere, and this seemed to make sense. The whole whirlwind from learning about the possibility of moving to Wichita to actually moving went fast. Generally no idea prior to the summer starting...

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finding soul vs. losing faith… a “getting kicked in the balls” story

For years I’ve searched. I tend to enjoy doing so many things, I’ve never thought of myself as having a hobby. As I’ve aged, i’ve found my life melding together more and more. I used to keep my work life...

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perfect

Dean and I grew up in Olathe. It’s our “hometown”. We both went K-12 in Olathe Schools and both went to Olathe North High School. When we lived in Pittsburg, KS for 12 years, we’d come home and wonder...

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pearls of wisdom from a toll booth collector

On the way to Wichita this evening (that’s a story to soon be disclosed) we stopped at the toll booth to inquire about paying the Turpike Fare on a debit card. The collector said we could pay with almost...

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grasping at straws

It’s not new. Nor will it ever be. Failing to change with the times. Like the blacksmith who chose not to work on automotive wheels... We have Redbox everywhere these days. I can go to the grocery store, pharmacy, McDs...

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disconnect and blinders

I’ve noticed and interesting thing lately... people have a hard time crossing over from one “discipline” to another... It’s story time! I was in a meeting at work a few weeks ago. We were talking about an email that came...

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saying no

Is there a difference between having the choice to say "no" and not saying it and not having that choice at all?

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