Phil Callaway

The Battle of the Bald

Though I am only forty-six, my hair has begun to vanish. I do not have trouble growing hair. But location is everything with hair. I am like a struggling oil company. I have great production, but poor distribution. If you’re one of those guys who still has his original hair, go ahead and laugh. But if you’re experiencing a recession yourself,...

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Two Men and a Lawnmower
Two Men and a Lawnmower

William Shakespeare once wrote, “I am wealthy in my friends.” I agree wholeheartedly. Friendship is a gift we give ourselves. But friends are like houseplants. They need constant care and careful watering. I learned this lesson the hard way one August when a complete stranger moved in next door. After shutting off my electric lawnmower, I...

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Changing Currency
Changing Currency

Life is short and we never have too much time for gladdening the hearts of those who are traveling the dark journey with us. Oh be swift to love, make haste to be kind. ~ Henri Frederick Amiel One of the greatest tragedies of a fast-forward world is that we are less available to be surprised by the spontaneous. As we sacrifice relationships on...

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Finding Treasure in Your own Backyard
Finding Treasure in Your own Backyard

During the years when diamonds were first being discovered in Africa, a farmer was intrigued by the promise of great wealth. Only one thing stood in his way. His farm had to be sold before he could set off in search of the diamonds that would make him a wealthy man. At last the deal was done and he was free. Free to pursue his dream. The search...

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Marriage Pop Quiz!
Marriage Pop Quiz!

Please answer each question honestly, bearing in mind that while it is impossible to fail this test, your answers may determine where you'll spend the night. 1. When you are wrong, you will admit it to your partner: A. Within seconds. B. Just as soon as cows produce root beer. C. Usually before sunset. 2. On your most recent vacation, you: A....

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Of Bumper Cars and Harpoons
Of Bumper Cars and Harpoons

I’ve been hanging out in nursing homes a little earlier than I planned, now that Mom finds herself a permanent resident in this one-story unit a mile from our house. Here most of the inmates are aging gracefully. Others are determined to seek vengeance by using their wheelchairs as bumper cars and their canes as harpoons. When the grandkids visit...

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