by Gene Sanders | Aug 8, 2016 | From The Porch Swing
When I was but a wee lad my dad decided to initiate me to the delights of watching football. So, we went to the only public high school in town, the G.H.S. Purple Hurricanes, and I saw my first football game ever. And so, early in my life I learned that G.H.S. meant...
by Gene Sanders | Jul 25, 2016 | From The Porch Swing
Yeah, I admit it. They’re not so bad after all. As long as we’re not discussing an action against one of my clients, I’ve even enjoyed talking with a variety of different transportation Enforcement officers. Occasionally, I learn something new, and often, we find that...
by Gene Sanders | Jul 11, 2016 | From The Porch Swing
I may be old, but I’m not old enough to have watched the television show, Daddy Knows Best. However, as a father, I’d sure like it to be true about me. Unfortunately, there’re several children that could testify eloquently about the number and severity of my...
by Gene Sanders | Jun 27, 2016 | From The Porch Swing
At some time each evening, by telephone if not in person, my wife asks me if I’ve had a good day. And I’m usually baffled about how to answer. I’m sure this will bring me an accusation of over-thinking a simple question but, please consider the following, even if you...
by Gene Sanders | Jun 13, 2016 | From The Porch Swing
Sigh. Those words were often the prelude to a butt-kicking. Although now I am a fairly large man with a shaved head, and no one seems to want to mess with me, as a child I was scrawny, weak, and uncoordinated, so the butt about to be kicked was usually mine. It was...
by Gene Sanders | May 30, 2016 | From The Porch Swing
Using humor while teaching a class can be a tricky proposition. On one hand, it is so easy to offend people these days that most humor is off limits. I used to introduce myself at the beginning of class by saying that you can call me Gene, or you can call me Hey You,...
