Tag Archives: Parenting

Immigration

Posted on July 26, 2018 by curtsavagemedia

“Ridiculous” is an excellent way to describe the media’s spinning and downplaying of the illegal nature of what’s going on here.  Continue reading →

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Hallowed Mischief

Posted on November 6, 2017 by curtsavagemedia

Every year, as Halloween approaches, I recall one act of mischievous brilliance which was renowned for its spectacular high visibility. Continue reading →

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Digging for the Pony

Posted on July 20, 2017 by curtsavagemedia

She decided the only way to restore some sanity to her home was to seek professional counseling. Continue reading →

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One Gallon of Water

Posted on March 9, 2017 by curtsavagemedia

As we waited in line to merge onto the highway, we saw a man standing at the top of the on-ramp going from car to car asking for something. We didn’t even have any change in the ashtray. I prepared to just politely dismiss his request and drive on. Continue reading →

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The Ice Man

Posted on February 19, 2017 by curtsavagemedia

I lay on the floor in the closet with my would-be assailants on my chest. Judging by the archaic appearance of the attackers, it was obvious they hadn’t seen action in a while. I clambered around trying to get to my feet as the black clad figures fell to the floor, choking on their own dust. They kept their grip around my ankles as I extricated myself from the den of doom. I dragged those culprits with me into the sunlight streaming through the torn window shades. Continue reading →

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The Harvest

Posted on October 23, 2016 by curtsavagemedia

A young Amish man struck up a conversation with me many years ago while we were both shopping in a local harness shop. He told me my sons were about the same age as his daughter who was at home and very sick. Continue reading →

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Autumn’s a Hoot!

Posted on October 10, 2016 by curtsavagemedia

As I peered into the dark woods, suddenly, silently, a huge Great Horned Owl appeared out of that darkness, flew directly at me, glided a few feet over my head and disappeared back into the cover of night – all before I could catch my breath. When they come close enough to hear the air moving over their wings, but you can’t see them, it’s amazing and terrifying at the same time! Continue reading →

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Not Your Mother’s Barbie

Posted on May 13, 2016 by curtsavagemedia

Having a daughter fourteen years after what we thought was the end of our child bearing – two sons and done – was quite a lifestyle shock for all four of us.  I was wearing as much pink as I … Continue reading →

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Can You See Me?

Posted on April 15, 2016 by curtsavagemedia

I was just sitting in front of my laptop thinking about the myriad of things I could write about.  There were a lot of things in the news, but most of them were kind of negative.  Being an election year, … Continue reading →

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O Father, Where Art Thou?

Posted on June 20, 2015 by curtsavagemedia

“Where’s my father?” is a reasonable question for a divorced kid to ask.  Some kids don’t need to ask.  They stay in close contact with both parents, dependent upon custody and visitation arrangements.  For other kids, that’s not the way … Continue reading →

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