Whew! This will be a mixed bag today. I have a lot to share and not much time in which to do it ...

First of all, it looks like the Andrews family has missed every Christmas card deadline this year. Ugh. As much as we enjoy receiving them, it is aggravating that none will go out from us. It seems like every time we were about to head to the beach for pictures, it would rain, or there was too much homework, or a cat was lost. Or something. Anyway, no Christmas cards...

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It's Thanksgiving time again. Specifically, I mean "the holiday", but I suppose a reminder of the concept is appropriate, too. This year, more than a few of us are fearful, confused, or just plain mad.

Understand, please ... I am not preaching here. This posting is as much for me as it is for you. During tough times, people look hard for "answers". Sometimes though, at a particular point in time,...

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At this moment, I am alone outside, watching the sunrise over the ocean on the north shore of Oahu. A quick calculation reveals that I have personally experienced more than 18,000 dawns in my life. Of course, most of them occurred without my presence! Nonetheless, I have "gotten up and gotten started" more than 18,000 times.

Many of those mornings have been spectacular. Just like you, I know what it is...

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"The times, they are a changing." Bob Dylan wrote those words more than a half century ago, but they are at least as accurate now as they were then.

"The answer, my friend, is blowing in the wind." That was Bob Dylan, too, at about the same time. In today's economy, that one is more true.

We are no longer a Western economy or even an American one. We are truly connected to each other in a global...

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After the last posting Why Do They Stay?, I anticipated hearing the question, "Why do you still live there?" And I have. The question has come from several sources since many of you link my blogs with your own or send them to your friends. In addition, quite a few newspapers printed that last one ...

My point is that I have had more than ample opportunity to talk about and think about my answers. And they are not as...

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Last week, as it barreled toward the Texas coast, Hurricane Ike passed 400 miles from our home in Orange Beach, Alabama. Located right on the Florida/Alabama line, our town saw docks and parking lots underwater as ten and twelve-foot waves broke onto our beaches. Pushed by fifty mile per hour wind gusts, the water flooded over the roads in several places—all this from a storm that had its eye on someone...

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I met him at least eight years ago—maybe ten—on Concourse A at the Atlanta Hartsfield International Airport. He wore black pants and a white shirt with a black tie and bib apron. "Let me carry that for you, young man," he said, noticing the balancing act I was performing with my luggage and the tray of food from Paschal's Restaurant that included iced tea and peach cobbler. He didn't wait for...

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