Repost: To The Youngest Son Of Thunder On His Day
A tradition around here at Just Flip the Dog is that I write each SON of Thunder a letter on certain days – like a birthday. And...
read moreA Father’s Day Letter … To Myself
Winters: Being Father’s Day, and the fact you have the three Sons of Thunder, I thought it appropriate to write you a letter....
read moreAnd In This Corner, Our First Teenager
I remember standing in the middle of a river waving a stick, what others call fly fishing. I had a very nice little Dolly Varden on...
read moreHang On, I Need To Die First
As regular readers know, the Little Black Dress loves those “special days,” which really aren’t days. Her birthday...
read moreWhen The Pastor Tries To Be All “Hip” And Stuff
One of the major advantages of our public educational system is the development of a robust vocabulary. For example, one of the Sons...
read moreLearning Lessons From The Scene Of The Crime
Death is rude. Never a “may I,” “pardon me,” or “so sorry.” About the only nice thing one can say...
read moreThe “No Thumbs” Rule
The thumb is a fascinating device. It’s something we don’t think about. It’s just hanging out there with its...
read moreAn Open Letter To The Little Black Dress
It was, as I recall, about 7:05 p.m. A friend was behind me, cracking jokes in my ear. Suddenly, very audible gasps and...
read moreThe Middle Son Of Thunder Goes Double Digit
Ever wake up real early with a sudden fearful jolt that someone, who shouldn’t really be there, is in your room? Yeah. Most kids...
read moreA Son Of Thunder, A Writer, A Mask
Being awoken at 6 a.m. by a snarling, drooling and bellowing Rottweiler outside one’s door is never a good sign. Until...
read moreThe Lost Files – A Father’s Advice For His 4-Year-Old
The Lost Files were weekly columns written back around 2001-2003 while I was running a newspaper in the Midwest. They seem to have...
read moreBlue Balls
Recently I’ve been on a “what if” kick. What if the electricity went out. What would the Sons of Thunder do? No...
read moreThe Little Black Dress Can’t Smell
Please note I did not say the Little Black Dress smelled or has a smell; rather, she can’t smell. Seems she developed a cold...
read moreDefine “Take Care Of My Sons”
Women view “cleanliness” differently than men. They also see “take care of my sons” in a slightly different...
read moreThe Calm Before The Artic Blast
Weather is playing havoc with school. Christmas break is extended a day due to weather. The Sons of Thunder are finally sent packing...
read moreAnd Manna Falls
We awake to another three inches of snow. Correction – we are awoken by one of the Sons of Thunder thundering into our room...
read moreDig To China? And Why Not?
Snow hit our little area of the world, six inches or so. It started Christmas Eve, and even factoring our five-year stay in Alaska and...
read moreKnowing Your Fears
The middle Son of Thunder has a gift – he knows what scares him. This knowledge is laser-focused when it comes to movies. ...
read moreWe Are Free!
That sound of wildebeests stampeding across African plains? Yes, the Sons of Thunder are home. “We’re free!” Ah,...
read moreAnother Rite Of Passage Is, Well, Passed
The youngest Son of Thunder has now joined his elder siblings in successfully completing his first Christmas...
read moreChapter 5 (Part 2): A Son Of Thunder Recounts The Battle
Continuing on with our recounting – and payback – of our middle Son of Thunder’s battle against the deadly bug. As...
read moreThe Little Black Dress Has A Special Day
And that would be today – her birthday. Or rather, her “birth month.” The LBD is not one to pass up turning a...
read moreChapter Five: A Son Of Thunder Recounts The Battle (Part 1)
Okay, not really. But his parents do. They remember the prayers from old and new friends across the country. The sleepless nights....
read moreChapter 4: A Son Of Thunder Returns From The Battlefront
There are scars, but time heals. The important thing is the middle Son of Thunder is back on familiar grounds. He is home. This...
read moreChapter 3: A Time Of Regrouping For A Son Of Thunder
Time, especially during war, has different speeds. One moment events are happening so fast you can’t breathe; another moment may...
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