Faith and Columbine

“Oh my God, oh my God, don’t let me die!” Not exactly the words I wanted to read before boarding a 737 one night ago. I’ll get back to that in a moment. If you spend a lot of time in airports, “people-watching” may not be something that you do much of when you’re at …

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Butt Out!

If there’s one parenting ritual I’ve inherited from my dad, it’s the propensity to lecture. My kids undoubtedly do not enjoy them, but it beats getting hit with a chancla. My dad viewed lecturing as an art form, and he made sure I heard every single word. Here are some examples. When I was about …

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Living My Life Like It’s Golden

People habitually warn about buying silver in Mexico because it’s often fake. It’s been rumored to turn your skin green in minutes. That’s actually not true, I once bought a silver ring in Mexico and my finger didn’t turn green until I returned home two days later. This time I stayed away from silver, and in …

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N.

Young people today often repeat what prior generations have said: “It was different back then. Times have changed.” I’m certainly guilty of saying this to my parents, and I’ve often been on the receiving end of this statement — especially over the course of this year. (I guess that’s what happens when we begin to …

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Vick

In the summer of 1977, I met a boy named Vick at the grand opening of the original Chuck E. Cheese’s in the Town & Country shopping center in San Jose. We, and other kids, were there with our parents for some pizza, soda, and fun. Back to Vick in a moment. Pizza Time Theater, …

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Birthday Breakfast at Sambo’s

On my fourth birthday my mom took me and my brother to have breakfast at my favorite place: Sambo’s. There were more locations, but we always frequented the one on McKee Road in our hometown of San Jose. Back to that in a minute. With its beginnings in 1957, the Sambo’s chain expanded to 1,117 restaurants in 47 states. …

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First Customer

Earlier tonight, before visiting my mom, I stopped at this 7-Eleven at the intersection of White Road and Quimby Road in East San Jose to buy a cup of coffee. As some of you know, there’s nothing extraordinary about my visit to a 7-Eleven. In fact, eleven months out of the year, it’s my first stop …

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Still Standing

You may see only a barn. I see divorce. About 40 years ago my parents did what 1 out of 3 couples did during the late ‘70s … they parted ways. Irreconcilable differences. Perhaps this isn’t the best way to begin a story … so back to the barn. When my dad moved out he …

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Lion’s Den

When I’ve shared with people how many differences I have with my wife, they’ve often respond with, “Well, opposites attract.” I’m always struck by this because I don’t think we’re opposites at all. Sure, we have our differences. On heavy matters — like the death penalty — she believes in an eye-for-an-eye; I’m against capital …

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Bat Cave!

To the bat cave!Like a lot of kids, I used to run around the house fighting bad guys, which meant beating up every pillow in the house. The two oversized pillows on my parents’ bed were always the last to go down.I had two television heroes during that time: Robert Conrad from The Wild Wild …

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