My Name is Peary Perry …

 and I have something to say

 

 

 

This is My Story

In order to clear up any future confusion, let’s take a moment and let me explain who I am and why I write these columns each and every week. First off, I was born at a very early age. I arrived in this world with very little and still have most of it. It The big war (WWII) was going on and according to my parents, names were being rationed out. My Mom was kind of slow and couldn’t run very fast. I guess by the time she got down to the Federal Bureau of Names, all of the Johns, Jims, and Davids were gone. That was her story and she stuck with it.

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Live for Today

Someone sent this story to me this morning while I was working on this week's column; it is a lesson for all of us: A friend of mine opened his wife's underwear drawer and picked up a silk paper wrapped package: 'This, - he said - isn't any ordinary package.' He...

Moving

After nearly twenty months we have finally sold our home and will be moving in a week or so. I say a week or so, because it isn't me that is in charge of this move. It's my wife. The responsibility is on her shoulders, hers alone. The other morning, I was wandering...

Letters 4/27/2010

Lord help me if I've ever got to live by myself. Having spent a few days these past weeks with some of my bachelor friends I can safely say that this type of life is not good for them and I'm certain for me. I don't think I would survive for very long in that kind of...