Rick Watson

3 weeks 1 day ago
We had an early appointment today for Jilda’s last treatment of the year. I stood by the kitchen counter tapping my foot as the coffee pot dripped, as if my impatience would make it drip faster. It did not.  The chickens were still on the roost when I slipped in to pour some scratch feed into their troughs, freshen up their water...
4 weeks 1 day ago
Teachers and mothers of young children will snort with laughter when they read this. But I am an uncle who only babysits occasionally, so I guess the following was an easy trap in which to fall. It was the Friday before Christmas and the kids got out of school early. My niece asked if we would consider keeping our six-year-old great nephew...
5 weeks 2 days ago
Thirty-one years ago this week, we moved into our new home. Spending our first Christmas here changed our lives...it became more permanent. Our first ten years together, we lived in an old gray and white singlewide trailer. The wafer-thin insulation allowed the winter wind out of the north to flutter our kitchen curtains.  In August,...
5 weeks 3 days ago
Christmas is so close I can almost smell the hot cider.  This is a busy time of year for almost everyone so I thought it was a perfect time to pause for a moment to list 10 things that I love about Christmas – these things are not bound by time, place and reality: 10. Christmas lights (either tasteful or gaudy): I have been to Plano...
7 weeks 1 day ago
The alert on my phone chirped early this morning reminding me that both my mom and Jilda's mom have birthdays in December.  I was already awake because the wind blew hard for most of the night, causing the water oak in our yard to drop acorns on our metal roof. It sounded like an army of mice roller-skating in the attic. I am not...
8 weeks 1 day ago
Jilda and I were almost killed in our car this week. One moment we were talking, laughing, and listening to our favorite song on the car  stereo…and the next moment a pickup truck was passing an oncoming car on a hill and full in our lane. Driven by reflex and pure adrenaline, I swerved completely off the road and all three...
9 weeks 1 day ago
I stumbled upon a cache of old photographs of Jilda’s family this week. She had almost broken a hip trying to get sweaters out of the depths of my closet. From the darkness, I could hear muffled curses and unkind words about the way I stored my winter clothing.  I would be the first to admit that my storage methodology is a bit...
9 weeks 2 days ago
We had a cookout on the first day of November. It just did not seem right that Halloween fell on Friday night and the following day, the kids were still cranked on high fructose corn syrup and their costumes were barely wrinkled. Halloween should definitely be a two-day holiday. Jilda realized the opportunity a month or so before the end of...
11 weeks 1 day ago
There is a bouquet of zinnias in my bathroom in a tall ivory vase. They are red, purple and burnt orange. The color is more vivid than a Kodachrome slide. They appear there every few days during the summer, almost as if by magic. I have never seen them wilt. While I am running around chasing story leads and interviewing people, a new...
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