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Whew!

What a year!  2020 was quite something different than the usual, wasn’t it?  As I sit on my porch swing and watch fireworks celebrate the arrival of the midnight between December 31st  and January 1st, I’m thinking about how so many people are so happy...

I Dunno

The shock on their faces was palpable. A HazMat/DG instructor who didn’t know the answer to a compliance question? How could that be? Who would’ve brought in such a person to deliver training? And didn’t he seem to know his stuff otherwise? Can we trust anything else...

You Cannot Be Serious

Au contraire, I am absolutely serious, thoroughly serious, and to a mammoth degree serious.  I am PG I serious, In my classes, and in all good instructors’ classes, the goal is to have students understand the regulations, not just blindly attempt to comply...

I Confess

I hate to admit it, but it’s true.  The From the Porch Swing column isn’t always written from my porch swing.  I moved a couple of years ago, and the swing that was happily under a covered and screened porch is now mostly out in the elements and the bugs,...

Ain’t language wonderful?

When we were cute little smart-aleck boys barely old enough for school, we used to enjoy saying “I ain’t gonna say ain’t no more, cuz ain’t ain’t a word in the dictionary.  Ain’t that great?” The word ain’t may or may not actually be in the dictionary, but I do know...

I just can’t do it.

I used to be thinner.  In fact, there was a time when I was downright skinny.  I didn’t have a washboard stomach, but I had speed bump ribs.  And I desperately wanted to be good at sports.  There was an irrational hope in me, that probably still hasn’t completely gone...

I didn’t do it.

I like comics and written cartoons.  I like funny papers and serials and editorial cartoons.  A lot of what I like are multi-panel strips, some with long-running stories.  But I also like one-panel stand-alone cartoons.  One of my all time favorites was published...

I had a kink in my neck.

When I was a little boy, I fell down a lot.  I had a healthy sense of adventure and exploration, but not much sense of balance and almost no muscular coordination.  My first stitches came when I fell off the monkey bars at the playground, split open my chin, nearly...