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 — pelotonĀ® (@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”

God in the Checkbook, or Quicken’s Silver Lining

May, 2010 — Since my accident, now nine months on, I’ve noticed quite a few times that I lose track of time. I’m not talking about clock time. I’m talking about calendar time. The month. The date. The year. The day. I suppose it could be because I spent quite a few weeks away fromContinue reading “God in the Checkbook, or Quicken’s Silver Lining”

Fearfully and Wonderfully Broken

On August 20, 2009, four years and five months ago, I enjoyed my last two-wheeled bike ride and experienced a real life-changer. Now a C7 tetraplegic, paralyzed from the mid-chest down, I have grown in my appreciation for God’s grace and mercy (after all, I could’ve been killed or much more profoundly injured). I haveContinue reading “Fearfully and Wonderfully Broken”

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”

Spare Not the Rods — Fishing and Other Capon Musings

For several years, we have vacationed in West Virginia, at a location beloved by my wife’s mom and dad, which was the venue for their fiftieth wedding anniversary celebration in 1994. That year was our first visit, and we celebrated the occasion with my wife’s sisters and their families. We look forward to these annualContinue reading “Spare Not the Rods — Fishing and Other Capon Musings”

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”