by Mack Munro | | Uncategorized
It’s 5:30 AM and I’m on a Southwest 737 pushing back from the gate at the Phoenix Sky Harbor International Airport. I’m booked on a 7:30 AM flight but overestimate how long it takes me to drive from Flagstaff to Phoenix. On a side note, on that two-hour drive, I pass...
by Mack Munro | | Uncategorized
When we moved into our home in Germantown, Maryland, I had no idea we would live there for 14 years. It sat on a cul de sac and was beautiful. A fenced yard, four bedrooms, a den, living room, dining room, and the pièce de résistance, a wonderful, spacious office. The...
by Mack Munro | | Uncategorized
It’s 1975 and I’m an 11-year-old thumbing through a stack of record albums at a Ralphs grocery store. Eight years from now I would be stocking these same shelves as a young adult. But today I’m just a kid. My mom took us to Ralphs to do our food shopping, but my...
by Mack Munro | | Uncategorized
Two hours before kickoff, I’m getting amped up for the game. Back in Black by AC/DC is playing, and I can feel the rush of adrenaline and a little rage. This is the first game of the season. But it’s not my season. It’s my son’s. He’s sleeping soundly in the back...
by Mack Munro | | Uncategorized
It was 1981 and my first car, the one that was really all mine, was a 1974 Chevy LUV mini pickup. I wanted a truck, a Toyota 4×4, but there was no way I could afford one. A used Chevy LUV would have to suffice. Chevy LUVs were manufactured in Japan under the brand...
