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Six Ways to Spend the $250,000 Your Grandmother Left You

1. Start a naked bowling league.

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2. Invest in a car that runs on power generated by the human cold.

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3. Build a golf course consisting of 1.5 holes.

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4. Start a skateboarding school for adorable dogs in funny videos.

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5. Create a social media site for people in the Witness Protection System.

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6. Start a storage company targeting ex-girlfriends with huge amounts of excess baggage.

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Problems Pin

My dad was to the point: “Sit down, shut up.” My mom tried to treat each of the kids as an individual but there were a lot of us. So she pinned our individual problems on tags on our shirts: “Get off the furniture, ‘anxiety disorder’! Go get your brothers ‘lacks confidence’ and ‘easily bored and frustrated’ and set the table! Put away your toys ‘confused in thinking and has difficulty understanding the world around them’!

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Grandpa’s Garden

I’ve been jumping rope lately in an attempt to lose my gut. So far so good- I’ve lost 20 pounds and counting. Jumping rope is convenient. The rope is light and packs easily. Recently I was visiting relatives and broke out my rope to get in a quick workout. My 9-year-old niece wandered by and, as usual, offered her opinion.

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Ditzels Through History

I’m tracing my family tree. I feel that the history of each family is the real history of the United States. I want to find out why my ancestors left Germany in the 1880’s to settle in Dayton. I want to learn first hand the sacrifices they made. Plus I want to see if there is any hidden treasure they left that rightfully belongs to me.

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Ditzel Mobile

My father was, how do you say, frugal. When it came to our family cars, he was at his “frugalest”. When I was in high school we had a 1965 Mercury Comet. We pleaded for a newer car. It was embarrassing to pick up girls in this car. The doors were as heavy as a door to a safe. If the door didn’t close on your date and kill them, they cut their knee on the 8-track tape machine hanging down from the dash.

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Y’all Pass the Puck

I’ve moved a lot. I was born in Dayton, then moved to Columbus, Austin, Edmonton, Des Moines, Akron, Columbus (II), Cleveland, Columbus (III), Los Angeles, San Francisco, and then back to Los Angeles (II). My brother John, who remembers everything, claims we also lived in Iceland in the summer of 1968 and Indonesia during the monsoon season in 1975.

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