Archive for 2013

The Ghosts of Christmas...

The Ghosts of Christmas...
Maybe I love Christmas because I hated school as a child, and two weeks without homework or peer pressure was heaven. Maybe I love Christmas because Mom loosened her “no TV” rules to allow us to watch Andy Williams, Perry Como and the Mormon Tabernacle Choir TV Specials. Maybe I love it because my Mom... Read more »

Christmas Kindness- Catch it- Share it-Spread it.

Christmas Kindness- Catch it- Share it-Spread it.
Just a quick thought here- I was driving through my suburb and was entranced by the beautiful lights that warm up this frigid month.  Night is so long that the Christmas decorations serve to keep spirits bright, as they say. I am trying to retain the spirit of Christmas without the manic shopping overload, and... Read more »

It's On

It's On
The Season is officially here- mine is called Christmas, though I accept it as an antidote to winter rather than a bone fide birthday celebration for Jesus.  The pagans had a good thing going- launching a Winterfest when their pantries were going to sustain them, the days were short and the nights cold.  They could... Read more »
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My Christmas Treasure

My Christmas Treasure
Part of becoming an adult is detaching from the family of origin, in order to create your own pod.  This is not a severance, it is a re-creation. It is easier said than done, especially during the holiday season. I had a terrible time being absent from my Detroit family’s Christmas.  It was Mom’s magical... Read more »

Part 2: Christmas Memory Book: A Gallery

This Bad poem got me started.
So….here are some captures of my Christmas Story.  The books I made last year were my favorite gifts to give my kids- so much better than sweaters. I hope some people will be inspired to copy my little “project” for their gift giving, or to annex to their own holiday celebrations.  I’m sure there are... Read more »

'Tis my season

'Tis my season
A proclamation:  I am going to try to downsize my Christmas this year to the “only slightly mad” level. The reason(s): 1.  My father-in-law Roger Dahl will be spending the holiday season with us, and I do not want to scar him with my madness. 2.  The Patrick Dahl family will be moving here after... Read more »
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Steve and Garry, Scumbag worm meat ….idiots.

Steve and Garry, Scumbag worm meat ….idiots.
Tonight Steve and Garry are being inducted into the Radio Hall of Fame at the Museum of Broadcast Communications.  It is a nice coda to a partnership that dared to do the unspeakable: talk on the FM band. Make people laugh. Push every boundary of civility. It is almost impossible to remember the reverence with... Read more »

And Jackson makes three….

There is a special resonance to the moment when your baby becomes a parent. I have been in the afterglow of that since October 24th.  Matthew and Justine’s little boy, Jackson, popped in a week early and ready to change all our lives forever. He was tiny: 6-10, 18.5 inches, and beautiful.  Hair: blondish. Eyes:... Read more »

Sorry again

I have been attending to a zillion things. Tonight I will attend the premiere of 17 Seconds, the story of the Blackhawk’s 2013 season.  My son Patrick is part of a Wirtz start up, Banner Collective, and they have unprecedented access to the team.  They were in the wings to capture many moments on the... Read more »
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15 years ago, and today.

A beautiful Saturday.  Sunshine. Coffee with friends. A call from Steve. Awkward pauses. What is wrong? Tell me. Your Mother is dead. What? She was dead in her bed when your dad got up to use the washroom.  An ambulance came. They could not revive her. Shall I come and get you? No. A drive... Read more »