Monday, August 27, 2012
Once upon a time it was a spaceship. Once upon a time it was a stagecoach…and a jet plane and a pirate ship and a circus train…a riverboat, an army tank, a submarine and a covered wagon. It took astronauts and cowboys and pirates and soldiers and sailors and test pilots on amazing adventures to the moon and Mars, the Oregon Trail, the deep, dark jungles of Africa and over, on and below almost all of the seven seas. It made daring rescues, heroic flights, dangerous voyages and narrow escapes. Once upon a time…a long time ago. Today it’s what’s left of an old wooden swing set out behind a long ago abandoned house. It’s weary and broken, the forgotten victim of a few too many hard winters and a severe shortage of childhood imaginations. Once upon a time though…it was a spaceship.
Wednesday, August 22, 2012
The other day I was watching my three year old grandson Brady while Mom and little brother Brennan went to the store. After mandatory baseball, I’m Verlander and he’s Prince Fielder, we were taking a break on the front porch. After sitting there for a few minutes the little Prince got up and announced, “I’ll be right back Gwampa”. As he turned to head into the house he hesitated for a second, put his hand on my shoulder and said, “Don’t let anything happen to you OK”. “OK Brady”, I said. “I’ll do my best, but come back soon. I need you”. “Don’t let anything happen to you OK”. That was his wish for me. “I won’t let anything happen to you.” That is my promise to him. It should be a promise made from all of us to him. It should be a promise made from all of us to all our children. I know it’s a promise we can only hope to keep, but we can do our best to…hope to keep it. Imagine what Spaceship Earth might be like if we all made that promise to each other. “I won’t let anything happen to you.” I know…we’ll never know. There is one thing I do know though. A little Prince has my back. “I’ll be right back Gwampa…Don’t let anything happen to you OK."
Monday, August 20, 2012
This summer our kitchen has had an invasion of ants. I don't know if it's the drought that has them coming in for the water or maybe we've just got the best ant goodies on the block. They're really starting to bug me though...if you know what I mean. They also reminded me of a post I wrote awhile back.----Bugs...Hmmm. They come in all shapes and sizes. You’ve got your hard ones and squishy ones...big ones and little ones...your crawlie ones, flying ones, hopping ones and some that do all of the aforementioned activities. Some bite, some sting and some just buzz around your ears at night while you slap yourself silly trying to send them to bug heaven. Wouldn’t it be interesting to sit down over a cup of coffee with the Big Guy himself and ask...”So, just what did you have in mind here with the Bug thing?” Maybe He just had a bunch of leftover spare parts and nothing to do one afternoon. Or maybe He just couldn’t pass up a great buy on legs and antennas at heaven’s dollar discount warehouse. Or maybe He looked down and thought...”You people really bug me sometimes...Hmmm...Bug...now there’s an idea”. I'm guessing we’ll just never know the reason for our...Bugs. So, maybe we should just live and let live. On the other hand...s’cuse me while I whack that skeeter.
Sunday, August 12, 2012
The road never taken…The door never opened…The hill never climbed. The path never followed…The call never answered…The corner never turned. The words I was just about to say. The things I was just about to do. The chances I was just about to take. Maybe I should have…Maybe I could have. What if…If only. It was too hot to…It was too cold to…I was too tired to...I didn’t have time to. I’ll get to it…First thing tomorrow…When I get the chance...If I get the chance. Someday…Almost…Maybe…Damn. I’ll never know.
Tuesday, August 7, 2012
A day without sunshine is like, night. On the other hand, you have different fingers. When some people get lost in thought they’re in unfamiliar territory. Politicians and diapers need to be changed regularly, usually for the same reason. I finally got my head together, but now my body is falling apart. They asked me how long I was going to be gone on this trip. I said, "The whole time." The real art of conversation is not only to say the right thing at the right time, but also to leave unsaid the wrong thing at the tempting moment. The easiest way to find something lost around the house is to buy a replacement. If you think there is good in everybody, you haven't met everybody. The sole purpose of a child's middle name is so he can tell when he's really in trouble. A friend in need is a pest. Smile, it makes people wonder what you are thinking. If you keep your feet firmly on the ground, you'll have trouble putting on your pants. It's not hard to meet expenses, they are everywhere. By the time a man realizes that maybe his father was right, he usually has a son who thinks he's wrong.