George Shuman
Short and Simple Summer Stories
By G. E. Shuman I’d like to relate three short summertime stories that I know I have shared in the past, but it was long ago, and you wouldn’t have heard of them. As I get a bit older, I realize that my stories also age a bit, but are, hopefully, still relevant. Summer is my favorite season, and these short tales are ones I have heard along the way...
The Picnic Basket
By G. E. Shuman My wife’s birthday was/is this week. I’m not going to tell you how old, or how young she is, as I value my life far too much to do that. Anyway, let it also be known that I did marry an older woman. Truthfully, she really is older than me… three weeks older, to be exact. Three weeks is a significant amount of time, especially the th...
My Best Insomnia Advice
By G. E. Shuman I’m a firm believer in generally helping other people if we can, and in spreading information that may be of use to others when we can. I’m sure you are, too. Although I don’t always, if ever, live up to the following thought, I recently read someone’s admonition to “Throw kindness around like confetti.” I think that’s just a great...
In Praise of the Lowly Crock-Pot
By G. E. Shuman I know what you’re likely thinking; what kind of a crackpot would write a newspaper column about a crock-pot? Truthfully, I guess I don’t have an answer to that question, and, since this isn’t a recipe page or something from a cooking channel, the crack about being a crackpot is probably fitting. In any case, this column is dedicate...
The Power of the Pen
The Power of the Pen Dear Readers: This week I’d like to present something very special for your enjoyment. As many of you know, I teach high school English at Websterville Christian Academy. (It is a school I highly recommend you consider for your children’s and grandchildren’s education.) Last week my sophomore class was assigned the task of auth...
Anything but Temptation
Anything but Temptation By G. E. Shuman I spend many weekday evenings with my wonderful 19-month-old granddaughter. We have a great time together and, as the father of five and grandfather of twelve, I can tell you that THIS child is able to test the abilities of a tired adult, and the ability of a house to remain on its foundation, like none other...
My Missed Deadline
My Missed Deadline By G. E. Shuman At this writing, it was only a week ago that it happened. It was Friday evening and I was on one of my many runs to Hannaford’s, for some thing or other that I needed to get for some late-night meal or other I was planning. (My wife works evenings. I don’t. I enjoy cooking, and I’m not sure she does, especially af...
Options
By G. E. Shuman A few months ago, my wife and I got a new car. We had been leasing, and the lease was up. If you’ve never leased, this means that you have to go back to the dealer and get another one. With us that’s worked out well. We get a new car every few years and have a somewhat lower payment than if we had bought the thing. It’s my opinion t...
Doing unto Others
By G. E. Shuman There is a small favor, sort of, that I like to do for some of my neighbors this time of year. I’m not going to mention what it is specifically, as that thing that I do is not the real point here. The point is, as I mentioned, that I ‘like’ to do this particular thing. It gives me pleasure to help them out in this way. I can’t say t...
Have You Felt It Too? Or, Is It Just Me?
By G. E. Shuman I remember, as a child and as a young man, being fairly astonished at new things. New scientific discoveries, new gadgets, and electronic gizmos amazed me. Believe it or not, I was already married when I got my first ‘pocket calculator’, (I’m from the Jurassic era.) What a marvel that thing was, way back then. All these years later,...
