It’s Not About The Trophy

It’s Not About The Trophy

If a man marries a girl infected with the decorating bug, he has to learn to put up with minor annoyances—a house littered with paint samples, rug samples, wood samples, granite samples, tile samples, fabric samples—and to always look twice before sitting down,...

Betsy & Boo-Boo

Betsy & Boo-Boo

“Alright cub scout, close your eyes and hold out your hand.” I heard cabinet hinges squeak open and Frank rustling through some clutter above his reloading bench. It was evening in late July and we were in his garage. The overhead doors were open, and a drop of sweat...