Our cabin near Pardeeville, WI has forever been a sanctuary. Sixty acres hugging half of Columbia County’s Crystal Lake shoreline. Town folk have two additional names for the thirty-two-acre jewel, ‘One a Day Lake’ (coined for the difficulty of catching a legal bass [14 inches]) and ‘Abell Lake’ (The property owned and shared by ourContinue reading “Once Upon a Lake”
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Clowning in Mexico
An unexpected opportunity “I heard about what you did down there.” One morning, Frank Mayer, our company’s Chairman of the Board, invaded my office and seized the chair across from my desk. As approachable as Frank was, he never dropped in like that. My surprise would transform to terror. As was his trademark, he gotContinue reading “Clowning in Mexico”
My Brother, Rob
The loss of my brother left an emptiness like a stone dropped down a well that expires into the void without a splash. We expect to lose parents and friends along the way, but a younger sibling, fuck. The next vibrations were anger. The waste of it all. It had been telegraphed in advance. ThreeContinue reading “My Brother, Rob”
The Adventures of Spaghetti Eddie 