First. Middle. Last. There’s a tremendous emphasis on order in our world. Like everything else, I’m sure there are pros and cons for each position but there is no denying that first is the winning position. First on the moon, yes. Last on the moon, not so much. First wife, last wife. Even first child has a…
I went to Ray’s Pizza last night for dinner. I’m pretty sure everyone has a Ray’s Pizza by now, but I really like mine. It has red vinyl booths, odd “where did you even buy this” artwork, some sporting event is always on the television, and the menu is lit from behind on a 1985…
Space. I really like and often need my space. It’s not that I get claustrophobic, it’s more a matter of needing to be alone. I’ve always liked time alone. Being an only child and living within a family of five, I crave it. We went to Paris after Christmas this year, all five of us.…
I’m an only child. There are benefits and drawbacks to being born “the only”. All the typical stereotypes apply. I have my mother’s undivided attention, the proverbial world revolved around me and yes, I did grow up a touch self absorbed. On the flip side, all the pressure’s on me. There are no other siblings…
