V&R Stories: A Thought For The Holidays…

I wrote this back in 1995 – twenty-five years ago – when I saw a crisis in a community I belonged to. It was a crisis of priorities – family, yes, but what if you said you welcome "all" and not welcome those who really have no where to go on a given family-oriented holiday? At the time, the response was nil. I have seen things evolve from this since I first wrote this. The spirit of this piece has evolved from community to culture – and I'm glad someone has taken the spirit of this piece to heart. Maybe several someones…

V&R Stories: The One About The Jeep Wagoneer

It was 1982. My father had not been present in our household for ten years at that point. My mother already suffered her second stroke and is no longer able to work or be active. Half of her body was numb and her speech aphasic. My brother was working to keep our household alive and is a freshman at UCLA.

V&R Stories: One Epic Relocation

Moving is a lot of work. We all know this. We pack what we can into our vehicle – our own or a rental truck – and head off. It takes a high level of effort to ensure that nothing is broken, destroyed or stolen.

V&R Stories: Memories of Riding the Old RTD

On most days, I normally commute by our local public transit system, Metro Transit. Taking the bus makes things easier plenty of times, especially if I am working in downtown Minneapolis or attending an event where parking and traffic are severely impacted.

V&R Stories: That !@#$ing Mustang II!

I was looking back through the site to see what stories I have not told from the past. There’s probably something out there that could be told to wider audience.

V&R Stories: Fantasy Car Shopping on My Birthday

First off, "fantasy shopping" can be a terrible idea. You go to an automotive retailer – preferably one with high-end vehicles – take a look at their inventory and dream in broad daylight over it. You’re doing this knowing damn well that you may ever afford to buy that vehicle.

V&R Stories: The Driver's License Experience

Hopefully, one of them is to take their first driving test from their local licensing authority. When they turn 16 years old (or whichever is the legal age to drive in your state, province, or country), they would have fulfilled all of the prerequisites to do so. Every class, booklet, simulator, behind-the-wheel training, and the official written test – all in the bag before they present themselves to become a licensed driver.