Tag Archive: marriage

Time to Run a Diagnostic

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Every broom we make here at the factory gets a special tag put on it.  Made out of laminated card-stock and tied to the broom with old-fashioned hemp twine is a tag that… Continue reading

Skipper Trick #6: Don’t Fight; Argue.

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This is third in a series of posts from Skipper Goggans. Don’t fight. Argue. These may sound like the same thing to you, but they are very different. When my wife and I… Continue reading

“Let’s Take a Look at You” — Dr. Everydoctor

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As a rule, Skipper Armstrong, the superintendent here at the Broom Factory, always sits on our personal evaluations. The reason, he says, is that a disconnected outsider gives a more objective assessment of… Continue reading

Skipper Trick #5: Examine the Fight, and Never Give Up

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This is first in a series of posts from Skipper Goggans. Be on the lookout for his Tales from the Skipped for bio-data. Being a skipper is a daunting task.  I’m sure there… Continue reading

Friend, You Must Sprint.

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Skipper Parris has been looking pretty trim lately, and when Skipper Armstrong called him into the superintendent’s office to explain himself, Parris attributed his improvement in physique to sprinting. The discussion went something… Continue reading

“Archaic” Ain’t An Insult

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You hear it all the time. “The pope’s views,” “the idea of chivalry,” and “traditional” anything…they’re so archaic. Running a blog based on the idea that men of the past have much to… Continue reading

Test Your Limits

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A life fully lived—a flourishing, impressive, skipper kind of life—is expansive in experiences, abundant in anecdotes, and proliferate with possibility. And that’s just the alliterate stuff. Getting to that kind of life while… Continue reading

Saying “Peace, Peace” When There Is No Peace

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It’d been months since “The Great Toddler Hike,” and this session of Mama’s-Got-A-Wedding-To-Photograph-Today started with my now 2-year-old son and I waving out the kitchen window as my wife backed out of the… Continue reading

“Time is Love”

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Earlier today, Skipper Halstead tripped over a broom he was making (don’t ask us how) and smacked right into our stereo, built circa 1992. The dial changed from “All the Best Jazz Standards,… Continue reading