A Note From Dad

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You Did This To Me

I wasn’t always this way. I used to be smart. I used to be able to sit and read an article or a book and remember what I read when I got up 30 minutes later. I could have a conversation with someone and remember it two days later. I could actively participate in a […]

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Don’t Quit

Ran two miles today. Ugh!! Here’s an unsolicited tip. When you set out on a goal, don’t ever stop. EVER! In particular, with getting fit, it’s harder to start back up once you stop. My two months off is kicking my tail! I gotta keep reminding myself that it took me 38 years to put

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Stop the Insanity

Today is a long run day. Nine days until my first half marathon, so it’s my last long run before then. Ten miles today. I REALLY wish I was a morning person. I need to be asking God to turn me into one, because what lies ahead of me is not able to be accomplished

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Just Another Grass Fire

I’m laying here in bed at work…wide awake after waking from a dream. It was a dream that was partially rehashing a call we ran earlier today, a grass fire on the side of the highway. By the actual definition of “close call”, it was not. It was a routine call, without further incident. However,

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Missing the Boat

I’m driving across the state alone tonight. Just left granny and papa’s house after dropping Cherokee off to pick up her car on her way to her first year of college at Mizzou. I’m headed home, driving highway 54 through small town Missouri, towns with populations of 150 at most. Towns where everyone knows everyone…the

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Spread Your Wings and Fly

Every child has a dream to grow up and be a __________. Not all dreams are the same, and each child has his own ambitions and desires. There are only a few things I ever remember wanting to be. My first memories of a dream job were wanting to be a pilot. I wanted to

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A Hole in the Heart

My dearest SD, As I finish writing this, it’s your last week of elementary school. You’re 11 years old and moving into 6th grade next year…middle school. Eleven years old. That seems like such a huge number when I say it or write it in relation to you. Eleven years is the blink of an

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