In case you didn’t know one of the things I do is co-host a local business networking group. We — Mark Kelly of MPK Photo and I — call it the ever-lovin’ Clarkston Coffee Club. You can find out more about this small business group by visiting our webpage ClarkstonCoffeeClub.com. But that is not what […]
How many people over the last 50 years have pleaded with the National Football League to change Super Bowl Sunday, to Superbowl Saturday? One? Two? Fifty gazillion? All I know, it’s a whopping big number. Folks complain about it every year. Monday mornings after a Superbowl Sunday are dreary. They’re tiring. They kinda’ suck. So, […]
There’s been an idea pinging around inside my sloped noggin’ for awhile. The idea was out of focus, just kinda’ whizzing around so I couldn’t picture nor label it. Then, Ken “The Barber” Seames of Goodrich, unfortunately passed away last week. His son Scott had given me a one-page essay about Ken’s Barbershop (an excerpt […]
Long before it was chic to puff up kids’ ego by making sure most get on the honor roll, or making sure all athletic participants get trophies, I was pretty sure I was “special.” Well, different. I figured that out early in life. From about 7th grade through high school a black crow used to […]
Last week was just one of those weeks. Everything was moving along swimmingly, relatively smoothly. Monday happened, I wrote my column, put together some of the paper, took care of chores both at home and at work . . . and then I woke up on Tuesday morning. I woke up bright and early Tuesday […]
We are well into the new year that is 2020 and with that said, I do need to clean up some communications readers have sent me. I mean, come on, if you’re gonna’ take the time to write, I should have the common courtesy to use/share. Thank you readers for reading and caring enough to […]
Well, we made it to a shiny, new decade. A decade of promise, of hope, hardship and happiness. It’s the dawn of a new era, so I might as well go into this year of 2020 in a large way. Make a splash if you will. So, I ask, why not get a new name? […]
It’s a topsy-turvy world, and maybe the problems of two people don’t amount to a hill of beans. But this is our hill. And these are our beans! So Frank Drebin waxed philosophically in the 1988 comedy The Naked Gun: From The Files of The Police Squad! On this the final week of 2019, all […]
I know, I know. What I am about to write, or rather share with you all, will paint me into a corner. Some will tend to take my side, others will conclude I’m an insensitive, knuckle-dragging Neanderthal of the first order. It’s a tough life kids, but someone’s got to live it and it might […]
I’ve written before about growing up in Clarkston’s ghettos – and, back then it meant anywhere not located in the half square mile of Clarkston proper (basically anywhere in Independence Township). If you lived in the township, folks from the village would scrunch their faces at you if you said you lived in Clarkston but […]