Happy four days after Father’s Day and five days after Juneteenth Day, or as the GOP likes to call it, “Huh?”. It seems my holiday columns always wind up in The Voice after the holidays about which I’ve chosen to write (notice how I didn’t end that sentence with a
The weather finally has turned favorable for all sorts of outdoor activities, such as hiking, swimming, biking, blowing off M80s in the middle of the night, tearing up the asphalt on low traffic streets and roads with rubber-burning, squealing tires, and camping. I enjoy the beauty of the great outdoors
A couple issues back, a concerned reader wrote in to give a voice to her opinion on the obligation the elderly have to serve jury duty, and the hardship involved in traveling, spending a day waiting to be selected, to be on a jury, or sent home. I can sympathize
This week, I thought I’d focus on something pleasant: Death. In this case, mine. Not the one in my future, but a near-death experience in my past. Back in ancient times, 1968, before I was a well respected, independently-wealthy writer, I owned a boat dealership with a partner, Ron. Our
By the time you read this column in The Voice, we’ll be stepping into a nice April, or a brisk October, depending on how the USPS is handling our mail deliveries. If Louis DeJoy is still running the postal system, it will most likely be the latter. We passed some
While I was scrubbing my single serve fry pan this morning (not this morning, but the morning when I was writing this column), it reminded me of a day long past. It was a day during basic training when I, once again, had the privilege of being selected for KP
Now that the orange-faced spectre that previously haunted the White House is off to greener Florida pastures, or sand traps, there are thousands of delusional individuals in the country who believe the aforementioned apparition will rise up from a Mar-a-Lago dumpster this month, just like the Great Pumpkin, who has
If any of you dear (or other woodland-type) readers don’t feel it’s cold enough for you, I suggest you read “To Build a Fire,” a short story by Jack London. Your lips will turn blue even if you read it at high noon in the middle of Death Valley on
By Woodrow Carroll Super Bowl LV will kick off at 5:30 p.m. Sunday in Tampa, Fla., with the hometown Tampa Bay Buccaneers playing last year’s champion, the Kansas City Chiefs. It will be the first time a Super Bowl team will play in its home stadium. Given we have 54
Did you ever wonder what would happen if your right hand was on your left arm instead of your right? Neither did I. By the time you read this, I hope things will have settled down and we can get back to focusing on what truly matters in our lives.
It was a difficult birth for the 2021 New Year’s Baby. He (I assume it’s a he because the old year always goes out with a long beard) had to be brutally yanked out with forceps, kicking and screaming, not wanting to come into the pandemic world. Thinking of kicking
Because this is my close-to-Christmas column, each year I endeavor to squeeze out something Christmas-related. Someone online told of a most memorable Christmas. I couldn’t think of any, except for those where girl friends dumped me. Other than those holiday dumpster specials, I’d have to say my most memorable Christmas
This week, I had a whole lotta stuff I planned to write about Donald Trump, but decided it was a waste. Donny’s gone off the deep end with hair-dye-dripping nutty buddy, Rudy Giuliani, and others hanging on, claiming that the FBI, CIA, CDC, Poncho Villa, Cher, and Emperor Ming the
How different this Thanksgiving Day holiday is than those we’ve celebrated in the past. We’re warned by the CDC (Center for Disease Control and Prevention) not to travel and celebrate with those in our immediate household, the same ones we’ve been cooped up with for months. Yay. At least it
I had a different first line for this piece about the never-ending vote count, but just as I punched it out I learned that Joe Biden had won the election. Whew! Even our world allies celebrated with fireworks, music (I think I heard the Munchkins singing, “Ding Dong, the Witch
According to news sources and other unreliable sources of information, a majority of we human-types are suffering from pandemic fatigue. Personally, I’m suffering more from election fatigue, probably because I sent in my mail-in ballot weeks ago. Whatever political doggy-doo that pops up on the television screen or in my
After reading the travel stories from Jo Fredell Higgins and Rick McKay in The Voice, I was inspired to add my own travel story. No, not the one about my trip to 7-Eleven, but my circus travel disaster adventure in New Orleans, The Big Easy, where residents are hit with
No one will argue that 2020 hasn’t been a tough year, with the COVID-19 death toll mounting daily, police brutality toward black people causing massive demonstrations, and a president who seems oblivious to it all, high unemployment, worsening environmental disasters, the loss of a Supreme Court judge weeks before a
I recently read that used car sales have spiked during the current COVID-19 crisis, probably because of uncertain incomes and used cars have already spun off the thousands of dollars of depreciation. A nice used, excuse me, previously-owned vehicle could be a great deal, except if you get one of
As millions lose their $600 unemployment checks and coronavirus (COVID-19) deaths realize new highs, I’ve been thinking about my teeth. Not because I have any major dental problems other than my bicuspids occasionally bursting into flame for no apparent reason, but because I’ve been wondering what would happen to my
