For Pete’s Sake
Peter Bronson a former top columnist at The Cincinnati Enquirer. His columns about family, friendship, faith and local politics were read and enjoyed by over 300,000 readers three times a week.
His new book is a collection of his most popular Cincinnati Enquirer columns that circulate to 300,000 readers three times a week.
Honk if you can’t drive: At a session of traffic safety school, the instructor asked if anyone would admit to being a below-average driver. I raised my hand.I assumed most of the other 50 adults did not exactly volunteer for remedial traffic-safety school or win free tuition by having spotless driving records. But mine was the only hand that went up. I was stunned. I looked at the DUI offender in the Anthrax T-shirt next to me, and I thought: If everyone else in this room is “above average,” what does that make me?
I felt like the worst driver in the world. But then I moved to Cincinnati.”
Mr. Fixit vs. the home computer: Ask any guy. The real measure of a man is not sex appeal, annual income, stock portfolio of golf handicap. It’s the courage to strap on a leather tool belt and go fearlessly into the unexplored frontier of home improvement. Nothing makes a man happier than to come back alived, dazed but undaunted by almost lethal electric shocks and contusions, proud of wasting an entire weekend to avoid a $25 service call.
Life is beautiful: Most parents are stretched as tight as a hospital sheet, torn between the feverish temptations of the world and the responsibility and rewards of their family. It’s so easy to fall for the Big Lie, that the empty spot inside our hearts can be filled with cars, alcohol, sex or drugs. We all want to be loved, and our culture deceives us with a seductive Material World Mall overflowing with shabby substitutes that always leave more empty than we were before.
If we are blessed, we learn soon enough that there is only one source of lasting, reliable and unshakeable love, and that the living, breathing, huggable espression of God’s love is waiting for us, right at home.
Christmas traditions: Somewhere there is is place where fat, feathery snowflakes tumble gently from the sky in slow motion, where tangerines grow on fir trees and the air is rich with the perfume of pine needles and roasting turkey, where silence is broken by the tinkling chimes of little brass angels swirling graceful loops around a flickering candle.
Reader Constance Foster says: “I laughed, I cried.
Syndicated columnist Cal Thomas says: “Peter Bronson is the best thing to happen to Cincinnati since the Cincinnati Reds.”
Language Expert James Kilpatrick says: “He’s a writer’s writer. Can’t beat that.”
- Welcome to Cincinnati
- Caveman to Promise Keeper
- The Night we Saw an Angel and other Christmas Stories
- My Mother Wore Combat Boots
- Support your Local Police
- Is that Art or a Joke?
- PC Runs Amok
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