It was a hot summer day back in the early ’60s and I was a scrawny 7-year-old in my red sneakers and one-piece sunsuit. I was swinging on our swing set just to feel a breeze. I swung high and when I came back down, Dad had pulled up in front of the house in […]

Loved to shift the “four-on the-floor” when I was around 6, adored perching fearlessly high on the seat of a John Deere at maybe 8, and jumped at the chance (without permission and illegally) to tool around town in my dad’s ’37 Plymouth while he was at church. I was 12. Didn’t get far, hooked […]

In my 20s, most of my friends were having babies. Suddenly in my 30s, I was concerned becoming a mom was not in the cards. After I miscarried our first pregnancy, my biological clock sounded like Big Ben. Then, there he was, my son. In the driver’s seat, I quickly discovered by adjusting the rearview […]