August 12, 2024 Paul will call the corner pocket, line up his shot, and the 8 ball goes right where he plans. But that dang cue ball seems to have a mind of its own, or maybe it has my mind, and the cue ball ricochets into a pocket. That scratch, my friends, ends Paul’s…

December 7, 2024 It’s tradition. The day after Thanksgiving, we drive up to a particular Christmas tree farm and pick out a tree. There have been a few years that we haven’t done what we always do, and I suggested that we skip it this year. The girls rallied and insisted that we go because…