Onword and Upwords by Dennis Brady

There’s some things I can’t think about. I just have to do. Without thinking.  Like obey God about tithing. Which I have in the past struggled.  Because I thought about it.  And I reasoned that the math didn’t work out… Continue reading

I’d like to be someone who always thinks and assumes the best of others.  I’d like to be someone who never says a bad word about another person.  I’d like to be someone who wakes up each day with excitement… Continue reading

Happy Easter everyone!  I have a great story to share. On Saturday mornings young Prince Will and I go out for breakfast and we do a Bible study. Life happens and we don’t make it every week, but most. We’re… Continue reading

I don’t like bullies.  Ok, maybe I was a bully at times as a boy. But I grew up and over it.  Some don’t.  At the top of many corporations you’ll find bullies. People who used manipulation and scare tactics… Continue reading

There’s not a lot I can teach Will. I’m not handy. You all know that.  Golf? Nope.  Hunting or fishing? Sorry.  Car repairs? You got to be kidding.  Woodworking? No again.  Math word problems? My efforts to help him last… Continue reading

When was the last time you said, “Hey, can you tell me how to get there?” With navigation on our phones, it’s an obsolete question.  Or can you remember asking or someone asking you to get up to change the… Continue reading

  You’ve heard about my walks with Toby. I’m pretty sure he’s bipolar. Or at least has split personalities.  In the house he sleeps all day. As in all day all day. He has two favorite spots. One is on top… Continue reading

I love just about everything I create in the kitchen. Apparently, I’m my biggest fan. I made chicken salad last week and it was delectable. To me. Sandra and Keely were far less than enthusiastic. And I have long questioned… Continue reading

   Sandra played a nasty trick on me the other night. With a vegetable.  Or whatever edamame is.  She told me that I would love it. So that night while she was away, Will and I decided to give it… Continue reading

It was the call that fathers don’t want to receive. The one that drives a stake of fear through their hearts.  My daughter called. I didn’t know what she wanted, but if she’s calling, it can’t be good. I was… Continue reading