Bruce Ham 81 results

Home Again, Home Again Zip-A-Di-Da

She came in on a train direct from Union Station.  It was Friday night, the week before Christmas.  I was so joyful.  DJ, my college sophomore, was returning for an entire month! I was committed to our performance in the Christmas Carol play so her grandmother picked her up.  DJ was in a hurry because she had agreed to bar tend at a neighbor’s Christmas party for cash.  I’m so proud – my daughter, a barmaid. I was amazed that she got her suitcase into the house.  It was ...

A Single Parent Morning

It was one of those days that being a single parent hurts. It was 7:20: Stephanie had an exam at 8.  I was about to take Michelle to school.  The older headed out the door in a rush to meet a friend for some final cramming. 7:21 AM:  “Dad, my car won’t start!  HELP!” Indeed, we had a dead battery.  I was buttoning my white, starched, dress shirt but my flannels and bedroom shoes were still on my bottom half.  I grabbed my keys knowing I’d be late to work. 7:22 ...

Hands-on Giving

I fully buy into Christmas being about giving. As a kid, Christmas presents were a big, big deal.  My parents went over the top with Santa followed by gifts from them.  In addition, my brother and I were the only grandchildren on both sides of the family.  They ensured that any potential gaps in our want list were fully covered. My parents also didn’t buy us anything the other 11 months of the year.  December not only brought in the toys we desired, but it also stocked us up on ...

Ooops Dad

On Tuesday I received this text from DJ, my oldest daughter, who is away at college: So I brought this dress for our next two sorority events and I accidentally put it on your credit card I’m wondering how that happened… Did the card fall out of her wallet and accidentally get lodged in the chip reader??? You accidentally spill your lemonade.  You accidentally break a vase, like when Greg and Peter Brady tossed the basketball inside the house and then didn’t tell their ...

No More Frozen Foods For Me!

I may NEVER go to the grocery store again. Did you know that for $4.95, the Harris Teeter will allow you to pick out your grocifery needs ONLINE, and they will do the shopping for you?  Hallelujah!  Praise to the gods of innovation and technology.  Why would any of us ever, ever, ever, ever step foot back in frozen foods? The grocery store is cold! One can never find cornstarch! My basket always has a bum wheel that clacks throughout the store!  And people glare at me as if I ...

Ninety-sit Percent

I was at a concert last Friday night – it was an event for work.  I was excited when I ran into an old friend.  He knew Lisa. I asked how he was doing.  He said, “96% great!  4% could be better.”  He teared up.  “Your experience taught me that can change at any given moment.” I had some times where finding 4% good was a struggle. My former boss gave me a journal the day after Lisa was diagnosed with cancer.  He told me to write down blessing that we found throughout ...

Finding the Parking Lot

I woke her up at 7 AM which was the usual time.  At 7:35, I walked to the bottom of the staircase to give instructions for the afternoon before I left the house. “Stephanie, please pick Michelle up from school at 5:15.  I’ll be home at 6.” I heard a scramble.  She had to be at school by 8 and her feet had not yet hit the ground.  She grumbled that she would indeed pick up her sister as instructed. As I got in my car, I received a text message. Dad, I don’t know how ...

The Dowry

Two weeks ago, DJ “came out” to society.  She was a North Carolina Debutante – WHOOP WHOOP!  And now, it is time for her to get married.  I mean, she IS 19, and she has officially been presented.  Time is a wastin’. To my knowledge, she has not had one proposal since the Ball which was on September 9.  What the heck fellas?  Her date was worthless.  They're "just friends," and I don't even think he wants to get married right now.  What's up with that? Get the lead out ...

Debutante In The House

deb·u·tante ˈdebyəˌtänt/ noun young woman making her first appearance in fashionable society Interesting that I could sire one of these.  In the south, this is tradition.  In Raleigh, apparently, you don’t have to have a prominent father to be one.  Her mother was, however, a deb although a few years before my time. DJ made her debut last weekend at the 90th annual North Carolina Debutante Ball.  It was a hoot.  Great fun was had by all. DJ brought a gaggle ...

ALICE

I first met Alice when I was about 10 years old.  She’s a South Carolina ghost, and the stories of her left me many sleepless nights. She lived in the mid 1800s at her family's seaside home at Murrell’s Inlet.  While on vacation in the 1970s, my family happened on her home place, the Hermitage, and an older gentleman, a family descendent, invited us in for a tour and shared her story.  Apparently Alice fell in love with a dude that her brother disapproved of.  She left home for ...