Just typing the word makes me uncomfortable. Now, imagine how I felt when my wife told me that I would need to be a chaperone on my son’s third grade school trip to the State House and State Museum. I tried to remind her that I still have not recovered from the time 20 years ago when a buddy called me to see if I wanted to tag along and help him chaperone a group of first-week high school seniors at Cherry Grove. Nevermind we were only three years older than the group of whom we were supposed to be in charge of their well-being. “It will be a free week at the beach,” said my buddy. Mentally, I am still paying the price today from what that week did to my soul.
It is that time of year again. The days of relaxing evenings, late bedtimes and manageable morning traffic are about to come to an end. A new school year is upon us.
The start of a new school year brings a bevy of activity. The first official school activity occurs when everyone heads to meet the teacher at their respective schools. This is a night that consists of filling out tons of paperwork and then asking everyone who their child has, followed by saying, “Oh, he will love Mrs. Smith. He is going to have a great year!”
But, it is what takes place on social media a few days later that you need to be prepared for. That is the back-to-school picture avalanche. They will start early and last throughout the morning on the first day of school. There are all kinds of pictures that will be posted. Let Not My Boys walk you through some of the different back-to-school picture categories you are most likely to see.
My wife wanted to go somewhere with blue water for our anniversary, so of course I booked a flight to the only place I could think of that has blue water, Chicago. Chicago is an iconic city, home of the Magnificent Mile, Oprah’s TV empire, Bozo, and world-renowned vascular surgeon, Dr. Richard Kimble. For those of you not familiar with Dr. Kimble, you obviously did not have TNT, TBS, or USA from about 1996-2009 because he was the main character in the movie The Fugitive, which at almost any time of day could be found playing on one of those channels during that period. The Fugitive is one of those movies that, if I am channel surfing and I land on it, I am hooked for the remainder of the movie. Even though I have seen it no less that 30 times, if I came across it tonight I would watch. So in honor of the Harrison Ford and Tommy Lee Jones masterpiece, let me review some of the highlights of our Chicago trip paired with movie quotes from The Fugitive.
Forty. A Timeline.
For most of my early NMB years, when I thought of the number 40 I thought of Casey Kasem’s Top 40. NMB Rivers and I often listened to the countdown on the weekend, trying to record certain songs on our jam boxes by hitting PLAY and RECORD at just the right time to minimize the lead-in. In high school, 40 meant Eight Ball and St. Ides. By the time I got to college, 40 was Sterling Marlin in the Coors Light car. In those days it never much occurred to me that one day I would actually be 40 years old. But here I am. Finished forty full years. And apparently my life begins today. So I decided to keep a running log of the day's events.
O Christmas Tree
A tale of two trees.