Things

The Sound a Baby Makes

24 Dec 2015, Posted by P.J. Oswald in Places, Things

Christmas Eve has played host to some of my favorite winter memories. Especially the quiet ones. I sat still on the couch even while my parents were surely wrapping the last of the presents behind closed doors. A few years older than my brother, I had the privilege of staying...

Salesman In the Family

19 Nov 2015, Posted by P.J. Oswald in Things

Me and my braddah were like two coconuts in a palm tree. Sure, we had hundreds of brothers and sisters running 'round da beaches here. But Frankie and I, we had something different. But then Frankie left our island. Went to some other island across da pond. I never got it, but...

Browsing and the Forlorn Zebra

20 Oct 2015, Posted by P.J. Oswald in Places, Things

Normally, I'm not one to enjoy browsing. My wife will tell you that nothing drains the color from my skin like shopping aimlessly in stores. I'd much rather research a product online until I'm confident I've found what I want. That way I can run into a store, grab what...

Behind Bars

08 Sep 2015, Posted by P.J. Oswald in Things

I feel a twinge of remorse when I see a dog without a job. That's probably because I contribute to my own dog's lack of gainful employment. Most home-dwelling American dogs are living far from the fields and farms where they were bred to thrive. I write this as...

Shoeshine

21 Aug 2015, Posted by P.J. Oswald in Things

For most folks, a camping trip leaves a thin layer of dust over just about everything you take along. The same is true for the Oswald family, only we come home from the campsite with a second and third layer of dirt. Camping was my family's vacation...