School’s Out for Summer

School Front

I pulled up to the curb of my son’s school, just like I had the previous 719 times, save for a handful of times when the occasional flu bug or “self-esteem day” kept my son home from school for the day. The warm June sun peeking up over the Idaho mountains gave promise to a beautiful day ahead.

When we left the house, I hadn’t given much thought to our morning, as it was like any other. We woke up 30 minutes before we had to leave, showered, chowed down some breakfast, grabbed our stuff, and bolted out the door. As usual, we negotiated the iTunes playlist that would govern our 20-minute drive to school.

So, why was today so different? Continue reading


A Long Expected Party

The first movie I can ever remember seeing was one of the greats. In 1977, my parents took me to see Star Wars: A New Hope, and the first thing I remember feeling was the palpable excitement in the air. Everyone was talking about this experience, and even though I didn’t fully comprehend their conversations, I certainly absorbed their level of engagement as we stood in a line that went well around the block.

Since that day, which I will most likely write about in more detail later, I fell in love with the magic of movies. For the better part of my childhood, home entertainment came in one of three forms: 1) My Atari 2600 (man, I miss that thing; wish I hadn’t sold it so cheap on eBay), 2) My monthly trip to the public library to fill up an Avon box full of books, and 3) My weekly trip to the 99-cent video rental store to pull anywhere from 3-5 movies to keep me entertained over the weekend. Continue reading