The summer before I embarked on my collegiate adventure in Chicago, my brother Dave took me backpacking for the first time. Well, let me go back. It was “backpacking” in the sense that yes, we did indeed load up backpacks with tents and food and camping stoves and many socks and trek out into the … Continue reading Who Brought the Sheep Parts 1& 2
My brother and I trekked off to Rapid City after our short sojourn through the Black Hills. Because we had another day on our trip we wouldn’t be spending in the Hills, we decided to journey down to the Badlands. Dave had a friend who was studying to be a Jesuit (think Pope Francis) at … Continue reading Who Brought the Sheep? Part 2
That’s a pretty tired line for me to use for a title for a post about my brother. I realize that. But hey, I’m from Omaha, the home of Boys Town and the birthplace of Father Flanagan’s mission to devote his life to the aid of wayward young ones. Besides, Flanagan was an Irish priest, … Continue reading He Ain’t Heavy
When I think of writers that are going to make me laugh out loud (not to be confused with LOL) I think of guys like Chuck Klosterman. I never knew Moses and his boys were going to be among the most fun to read (although David Cross did warn me of this once. The title … Continue reading Genesis 10:8
