August 20. This morning I read a note from my daughter, recalling correctly that today was an anniversary of my bicycle’s demise. My being astride that two-wheeled rolling steed, when the physics of negative acceleration suddenly took over, only served to further complicate things. Her note remembered and marveled at God’s faithfulness throughout these thirteenContinue reading “2022: Thirteenth “Wreckiversary””
Category Archives: Meter’s Running (Remember, Time Is Short, Change Can Come Suddenly, and There Are No Mere Mortals)
A Thanksgiving Re-Tale, Retold
Thanksgiving 2009 has become the fixed north star on my timeline by which I recall, and in recalling, attempt to measure, weigh, and value God’s immeasurable, infinite and priceless faithfulness to me . . . .
A Thanksgiving Re-Tale, Retold
As the day unfolds in your own Thanksgiving time-space continuum, and as you determinedly brace yourself for too much turkey, you may already be anticipating the butterball leftovers that will stuff your lunchtime “sammiches” tomorrow. It is in the spirit of savory seasonal leftovers that I recycle an already several times told Thanksgiving re-tale. AContinue reading “A Thanksgiving Re-Tale, Retold”
Bicyclists’ “Blackbox”
Wow! Great article with an amazing outcome (apart from the cowardly driver who left the scene). http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2014/10/23/biking-cameras-_n_6029950.html I was struck 08-20-2009 by a motorist. A Blackbox camera would’ve been a great forensic resource. As it turned out, the guy who hit me stuck around but had embarrassingly meager automobile insurance, so it was my ownContinue reading “Bicyclists’ “Blackbox””
Beloved of God. Ruby Shod.
There was a post come from the Celestial City, with matter of great importance . . . . A one time copy center manager, he’d been asked by a neighbor to print invitations to a special, multi-decades-marking natal celebration. “Why not?” he thought. “Just 25 color prints. A small favor, really.” Plus, it would giveContinue reading “Beloved of God. Ruby Shod.”
Passing This Along . . . Peleton Magazine on Twitter: Sick Skills, Indeed
Watch and marvel. You can understand how I might be a tad envious. PRO skils.#ParisTours via @reddit pic.twitter.com/qcFSgMICR4 — peloton® (@pelotonmagazine) October 16, 2014 To my velo-buddies: Ride rejoicingly (new word?), eyes wide open, head on a swivel (thanks, Coach Shepherd). And wear your helmets!
Three Equal Parts – Redux
Missing my sister, Dianne Irving on the anniversary of her birth. The eldest of Three Equal Parts. https://wheeledwords.wordpress.com/2013/12/22/three-equal-parts-september-2008/. See her on the move . . . http://youtu.be/l-wzir01WtI.
Five Years On
A year ago, on my 4th “Accidentiversary,” and just three days after my daughter’s wedding, I wrote a quick ditty because ditty’s should be quickly written on significant annual occasions. On that day (the written-ditty day), I regretted not having done anything that involved precision event planning, caterered sterno-heated foods, lots of people, happy jocularContinue reading “Five Years On”
Betty Rosebud
They would travel annually to an unlikely destination, whose only marketing channels early on were a P.O. Box (0), a phone number, and a cryptic http://www.zipcode.mountainnet.com. Almost as if the destination was hiding. A strange place. No phones. No room keys. Beautiful, though. Verdant. Shaded. Bubbling fountains everywhere you looked. Unlikely a destination as itContinue reading “Betty Rosebud”
Father of the Bride Toast 2 — Heidel-McFadden Wedding Reception
Heidel-McFadden Wedding Reception Historic Fairfax County Courthouse August 17, 2013 Good evening. I trust and hope everyone is enjoying their meal having a good time. Alice and I are happy to welcome you, and grateful for your participation in this joyful happy celebration of Allie’s marriage to Kenneth. This week and at other times, IContinue reading “Father of the Bride Toast 2 — Heidel-McFadden Wedding Reception”
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