At 40, I thought I had life pretty well figured out. I was a successful graphic designer and Creative Director at a PR firm. I had a wife, two kids, a nice house, and two cars in the garage. I was doing work I loved, and life was good. Then my company laid off a third of its staff, including me. I'd always wanted to freelance, so I saw it as an opportunity. A few months later, the Great Recession hit, and the work dried up. A few years after...
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We bought it for thirty five dollars several decades ago at a local flea market. My not-yet wife and I loved it the moment we saw it. Built when radios...
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Some things stay with us because they still work. Others because they carry a story. A tool worn smooth in the hand, a recipe written in somebody else's handwriting, a...
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There was probably a time when I couldn't have sat on a porch for an hour without feeling like I should be doing something. And even if I did sit...
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