Coming Home

Clare called me on the phone and immediately asked, “Dad, are you still at home?” “No,” I replied, “I’m at the Union.” Clare knows that, for me, there is only one union, and it is Memorial Union on the University of Wisconsin campus. There was no reason for me to be...

Luckiest Guy in the World

My water heater, my phone, and my car broke down on consecutive days. My otherwise quiet February suddenly filled with small tasks in need of my attention. Over the past week, the water heater’s been replaced, my phone’s been repaired, and I am still waiting to hear...

End of an Era?

A month ago I brought two guitars in for repairs. The repair guy asked if I’d just pulled them out of a closet after years of collecting dust. “Yeah,” I said. “My wife is from Taiwan, and she is spending four months in Asia. I thought it would be a good time to start...

The UP

I have friends who have spent sizable chunks of this winter in either Florida, Palm Springs, Mexico, Spain, or the Galapagos. My wife is presently in Thailand. I, on the other hand, am writing this blog from the Upper Peninsula of Michigan. Two thoughts come to mind...

Banana Slug String Band

Usually there is a guitar resting on a guitar stand adjacent the fireplace at the nature center where I volunteer. Last week the stand was there, but the guitar was gone. When Cindy, the head naturalist, walked past the front desk, I asked her where it was. “Someone...
Steven Simpson