Toonces passed away this past weekend.
Category Archives: Memory
Mother
Marking the passing of my Mother
Almost 50 Years Later – Apollo 11
There are still people walking the face of the earth who wrote Assembler code to get the Lunar Module to the surface of the moon.
Highpoint on Columbus Commons
Michelle successfully secured a design role with R.G. Barry in Columbus. We are really pleased for her and happy both kids now are employed in jobs they consider rewarding. The company looks to be really progressive in their policies and is well thought of in the Columbus market. She was hired on a Thursday and […]
Taylor Communications
The only constant is change. For the third time six months, my employers name has been changed – this time to Taylor Communications.
Bourbon Trail
In keeping with my longstanding tradition, I’ve written some notes from our latest jaunt through the countryside. This past weekend, Becky, Michelle, Matt and I followed the Bourbon Trail (Bourbon Country). Specifically, we visited a handful of the distilleries between Louisville and Lexington in Kentucky. We started with the Bulleit Distillery in Louisville. The next […]
Earick Family Photo
As you grow older, your role changes. As a younger family member, I tolerated the stories my parents shared with the family history. The oldest generation feels they have an obligation to ensure their heritage is not lost. As each year passes, I’m getting closer and closer to being that person. I’m not there yet […]
European Adventure
Earlier this year while working at the Kenwood Mall in Cincinnati, a patron at the store where Michelle worked struck up a conversation with Michelle. The woman (Charlene) was purchasing apparel for her daughter (Grace) who had recently graduated from High School and who was planning on taking a tour of Europe in celebration of […]
The Ashes Follow the Willow
After finally succumbing to the Emerald Ash Borer, we have had the two Ash trees removed.
The Fall of the Corkscrew Willow
When we got home this evening we discovered the long suffering Corkscrew Willow had fallen. It’s been shucking brittle branches in to our backyard for the past four years so it’s no surprise. But man, it fell so well – not in our neighbors yard, not on the boat, not on the house, not on the fence. Perfect
