Posts Tagged "#kidsoutdoorzone"

Taxi Driver

I left the theatre wandering around the neighborhood nearby. I was transfixed on the characters from the movie. I was also in love. Not with a cute young girl from my high school class but the young girl in the movie. I was 17...

Criminal Activity and Oliver, Defining Your Heart

In 1968 I was 9. It was a simpler time back then, at least for a 9-year-old. No stress from too much television, no internet or video games, just life on life’s terms. That year an amazing film came out that captured my heart...

A Birthday Wish to My Son

To Jon-Michael Greaney, For you Jon-Michael Greaney, I have said it before, I say it because it is true, I am proud of you son. Today on your 19th birthday I want you to hear those words and understand what they mean. They mean...

Riots, Politics and the Young Man

Men of Honor, Honor all men, love the brotherhood, fear God, honor the King. 1 Peter 2:17 I love that scripture. It brings up something inside me, a young warrior spirit, a sense of honor, a desire to do good. I have always felt...

Hurricanes and Tonka Trucks – How Men are Made

  The large wrapped boxes were immaculate, and fully taped to carefully conceal the presents. Our hopes as boys were for things we longed for, powerful things, things of adventure and masculinity. When we opened the presents and saw the wooden butt of a...

Virginia Coalminers and the Battle for the Heart

The streets are dark at 8:30 on this cool November night. The asphalt highway is just two-lanes and it seems narrow winding through the Appalachian Mountains on either side. There is a sense of peace to this area for me. I have come to...

Manners and Pride

I was sitting in my truck waiting for the Mrs. to come out of the grocery store. We were making a quick provisions stop for milk, eggs and Blue Bell. Staples. I had pulled up front and dropped her off then swung way out...

Urinal Struggle with That, The Locker Room

If you have ever read my writings you know I have never been a big sports guy. The locker room is a foreign place for me. I didn’t grow up showering and changing with the team. I never had a locker in the gym....

KOZ Boys Summer Hunting Camp

As the boys began to arrive that afternoon, the heat of the day had set in. The weeks before we arrived were dry, and it showed as the dust devils swirled.  Every plant and fencepost along the ranch road was covered with a fine...