The 4th of July
As America celebrates its 250th Birthday, there are many things in our history to think about, both good and bad. One that often comes to my mind is how our country was built by immigrants who came here looking for freedom and…
As America celebrates its 250th Birthday, there are many things in our history to think about, both good and bad. One that often comes to my mind is how our country was built by immigrants who came here looking for freedom and…
[Note: This post is about the noun "Ice" and not the acronym "I.C.E." It also contains a couple of scientific facts that are probably of very little interest to you. Please bear with me!] I started this post during the…
Every year, as the calendar approaches July, people across America start to feel excitement and anticipation. Why? Because it's almost time for their annual trip North of the Tension Line. Pretty soon they're humming familiar songs that make them think…
Regardless of your major or where you had classes, if you attended the University of Wisconsin-Madison you will certainly remember Science Hall. Sitting on Park Street at the end of Langdon Street, this grand old building proudly represents the time…
Part One: In the late summer of 1975, Kathy told me she was pregnant and we would be having a child in April 1976. I was excited. I was scared! I don't know how to be a father!! What would…
All of the talk about the upcoming launch of Artemis 2 has jogged a few of my space memories. Flash Gordon! On October 4, 1957, the Soviet Union launched Sputnik. I was 9-years old and fascinated. I knew space travel…
I moved to Madison in 1968 and lived in an old run-down house at 933 W. Dayton Street. Kathy moved to Madison in 1968 and lived in the Liz Waters Girls Dorm on Bascom Hill. In those days the dorms…
Not many people think about me on Fat Tuesday, but on Fat Tuesday I sometimes remember the one and only time that Kathy and I got to experience the Mardi Gras. That was a long, long time ago. I was…
At Christmas I really like to drink spiked eggnog, eat far too many cookies, and, assuming I'm on the nice list, get all the wonderful gifts that I asked for in my letter to Santa. But, what I like even…