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”

Father of the Bride Toast — Heidel-McFadden Rehearsal Dinner

Heidel-McFadden Rehearsal Dinner Maggiano’s, Tysons Galleria August 16, 2013 I was asked by Allie a few weeks ago to offer up the Father of the Bride Toast at tomorrow’s wedding reception, and had already been thinking of what I might say on this rehearsal dinner occasion. In order to avoid being branded and ill-prepared andContinue reading “Father of the Bride Toast — Heidel-McFadden Rehearsal Dinner”

Four Years On

August 20th. Feeling dull today. THE day. Four years on. Saw it coming. Should be purposeful in some deliberate direction. Should be laying my Ebenezer here or there, or going back to visit one. No real inclination. Knackered. For nervous earlier weeks and frantic days, I’d ridden the joyful rising emotional currents of Allie’s muchContinue reading “Four Years On”

Hepsibah, Burpton and Me — Reluctant Patriarchal Advice

My sister’s friend is anticipating the birth of his first child. She asked me to think of bits of advice for first time fathers — humorous or serious — which, along with others’ bits of advice, would be used in some suitably embarrassing way against this rookery rookie. I reluctantly contributed, because although I amContinue reading “Hepsibah, Burpton and Me — Reluctant Patriarchal Advice”

Sharing: The Important Thing About Yelling

In tomorrow’s WheeledWords post to do with Fathering (no more hints), a list therein makes two particular points — one directly, other implicitly — about the art of yelling. Rachel Macy Stafford, author of Hands Free Mama, in “The Important Thing About Yelling” (http://huff.to/1driO2c), bests my winsome attempts, getting right to the point: [Yelling] shutsContinue reading “Sharing: The Important Thing About Yelling”

Sharing: The Power Of Empathy, Animated

Empathy or Sympathy? What’s the difference? Aren’t they the same? Perhaps you’re resolved to be more of one or the other in the coming New Year. On Diffen.com (diffen.com/difference/Empathy_vs_Sympathy), Empathy is defined as understanding what others are feeling because you have experienced it yourself or can put yourself in their shoes. Sympathy, as acknowledging anotherContinue reading “Sharing: The Power Of Empathy, Animated”

Three Equal Parts

My sisters and I had dinner together this past Labor Day Weekend. Sue drove over from Wheaton, and Dianne drove down from Philadelphia. I was a seven-eighths bachelor. The kids – all but Caleb – were scattered out of town. Allie, the “outest” of town, was in Sweden, Chip in Mt. Airy, and both EmContinue reading “Three Equal Parts”