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Hiding

Hiding Sometimes you can't help but to laugh at a certain person and his or her actions. There are sometimes however when a person's actions can have an adverse effect on how you are viewed or perceived. It's times such as these when what could start off as something to chuckle about, turns into something that has you blushing and feeling quite awkward. John Houvener, now this is one person that I can say I've found myself laughing at on more than one occasion. It's not that John has the funniest of personalities, believe me he doesn't, it's the little things that I notice John doing from time to time that bring tears of laughter to my eyes. You see, I work for John at Garland Golf Course. He is a good boss and I do enjoy working for him, especially when I find him hiding from certain guests. You can often find him hiding anywhere from the kitchen, his office, or even taking a trip down the elevator to avoid them. Part of my job is to greet people as they co...

Great Times

  To this day, I can still remember the great times I had as a child at Grandma and Grandpa's house. The smell of the coffee roasting early in the morning, the sound of the logs crackling as they burned in the fireplace, the music of John Denver's "County Roads" being played on the old fashioned radio, the smell of Grandpa's smoking pipe being lit. Yes, these are some of the great things I got to experience while visiting my Grandparents. It always brought me joy when my Dad said, "Zac, we are going to Grandma and Grandpa's house, so get ready." Every morning I woke up there I would find my Grandpa sitting at the old wooden kitchen table enjoying his morning coffee, a paperback novel and an old smoking pipe. I could often take a glance out the large kitchen window and find a group of deer feasting upon the corn that Grandpa had laid out for them. I would often hear the sound of the birds as they sat upon the bird feeder and stared into the kitchen w...