Category: We B Late Blog
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Extra! Extra! Read All About It!
I have loved to read for as long as I can remember. As with many of the positive aspects of my life, I have my mom to thank in large part for instilling this passion in me. I don’t remember her reading to me, although I’m sure she did (no doubt an oldest child perk). …
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We B Even Later Than Usual… Thanks for Waiting
It took me a long time to pull the trigger on this web site and blog. There were a few reasons, but the main one was my fear that it would go the way of every diary I’ve ever started… quick out of the starting gate, but ultimately neglected and abandoned. Unfortunately, that hesitation was…
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George Stephans, Rest in Peace
My father-in-law, George Stephans, died on August 18, after 84 years of living life to the fullest. It was my honor and privilege to write and deliver a eulogy at his funeral on August 24, and I am including the text below essentially as it was presented. If you didn’t know George, you may not…
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Move Over Madonna… Make Way for Gaelic Grammy
There are many sentences I was was sure I would never, ever utter. For example: “Camping is so awesome!” “Turn off that musical! Golf is on!” “If only I could gain some weight.” But here’s why you should never say never, because look at the sentence I’m uttering today: “My music video dropped last week.”…
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My 15 Minutes of Fame
I don’t usually sing in my car. That’s because my radio is almost always** tuned to WGN (720 on your AM dial), a talk station. Which makes it all the more ironic that it was WGN that had me singing in my car on WGN, and then had me driving in my car to WGN…
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“Right is Right, and Wrong is Nobody’s Right”
How fitting that the fourth anniversary of the day my mom died, March 8, 2015, was International Women’s Day, which is set aside to celebrate the achievements of women around the world. And while the world is recognizing the legacies of gals like Sandra Day O’Connor, I’m taking time to reflect on the legacy of…
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A Drive Down Memory Lane
When you were a kid, what did you want to be when you grew up? I’m not talking about in adolescence or high school, when you have to start thinking about it for real. I mean when you were a little kid, and your mind didn’t know yet to censor your imagination. What was that…
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“The Best Cigar I Ever Smoked”
Sorry Fathers; Grandpa Knows Best I see a lot of posts on facebook by my friend Brian Duffy, whom I’ve known since his sister and I met in 5th grade over 45 years ago (yikes, by the way). Many are about our common passion, the Chicago Blackhawks, and there is no shortage of sarcastic and…
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Never Forget
While it’s true that my personal travelogue would be a short presentation indeed, it is also a great illustration of quality versus quantity. For although I haven’t visited nearly the number of places I hope to someday, most of the trips I’ve taken have been extraordinary… including a truly once-in-a-lifetime, unforgettable experience. Our daughter, Sammi,…
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A Chip Off the Old (Writer’s) Block
Promises, Promises Apparently the hotly-contested midterm elections had a profound effect on me. It was right around that time that I took my lead from many of the candidates, and made an empty promise of my own. Two weeks ago, I proclaimed that I would publish two new blog posts each week, and I’ve only…