by Bill McCurry | Aug 25, 2018 | Cats, Family, Humor
I am objectively a lousy father. Compared to my father, I am a psychotic crack addict trying to raise orchids in a toilet. It started with a rose-colored memory of my family’s driving vacations when I was a boy. Swinging through the western states and the national...
by Bill McCurry | Sep 24, 2013 | Life
I’ve reached the age where I seem to be attending more funerals than weddings. One of my uncles died this morning. Oddly enough, he expired in his doctor’s office. Right place, but evidently the wrong time. He was my mother’s older brother, but my...
by Bill McCurry | Apr 10, 2013 | Confidence, Creativity, Entertainment, Fear, Humor, Life, Love, Marriage, Movies
Last night I looked up from writing my novel synopsis and eating peanut butter cookies, and I realized that this blog has achieved a phenomenal milestone. It has existed for 660 days. The significance may not punch you in the face right away, so I’ll explain. The...
by Bill McCurry | Feb 8, 2013 | Entertainment, Humor, Life
I remember when I was eleven years old doing my very best to cut out my grandfather’s heart and eat it. He was trying to do the same to me, so it was all fair. Plus, it was on Christmas Day, so we deserved some kind of forgiveness, or dispensation, or something like...
by Bill McCurry | Jan 11, 2013 | Life
I have read that when men are dying they call for their mothers. I can’t swear that’s true, but I can say that some women call for their mothers. At least my mother called for hers when she was dying, not caring that her mother had been dead 50 years. After my mother...
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