Author: Buddy McElhannon

  • The Fire That Lights Our Way

    The Fire That Lights Our Way

    Recently my wife approached me with one of those looks alerting me she had something important to say. In a gleeful tone, she announced that her “saint day” was drawing near. I thought, “OK, that’s nice.” Seeing my apparent indifference to her comments, she proceeded to explain that growing up, celebrating her “saint day” was…

  • Don’t Forget The Dads

    Don’t Forget The Dads

    You may have read recently about a New York elementary school canceling their annual Father-Daughter Dance in the name of inclusivity, citing a new city education guideline to “eliminate” any “gender-based” practices unless they have a “clear” educational purpose. What you probably did not hear about was how one Dallas, Texas school chose to recognize…

  • The Nay-Nay of Shopping

    The Nay-Nay of Shopping

    To the Men I know, Learning how to shop with your spouse may be one of those necessary skills every husband should have in his matrimonial tool bag. Developing that skill will require you to master the art of grazing. Disclaimer Alert: Some may perceive the following Reflection as politically incorrect. However, research by the Wharton…

  • The Holy Wardrobe of Kindness

    The Holy Wardrobe of Kindness

    For ten long grueling weeks, I have had to wear a hard cast on my lower leg. Unable to place any pressure on that leg put me in the unusual position of having to frequently rely on the kindness of others. It ain’t been easy. For most of my life, I have been healthy. I…

  • Friendship is a Sheltering Tree

    Friendship is a Sheltering Tree

    Receiving yet another “friend request” on Facebook, I paused before hitting the confirm button. I knew the person, they were an acquaintance. But it got me thinking, how do I define friendship? My “Friends” on Facebook have heretofore been a combination of close and extended family, personal friends, acquaintances, along with others who appear to…

  • How to Handle an Angry Spatula

    How to Handle an Angry Spatula

    Friends, this Reflection is one I wrote over a year ago. However, a few women have asked that I reprint it on my new blog. Apparently, they want their husbands to read it AGAIN. This started out as one of those unsolicited advice letters to my sons and sons-in-law that I periodically offer them in…

  • A Public Service Announcement – Inspired by a 100-year-Old​ Memory

    It’s flu season and don’t we know it. News reports indicate as many as 4,000 Americans are dying of the flu each week. Rather large and colorful signs adorn the walls of my doctor’s office detailing the cautionary steps we should take to avoid the flu. Still, no one has to remind me to take…

  • Cupid, We Have A Problem

    Uh-oh. Cupid, we have a problem. Or do we? For the first time in 73 years, Ash Wednesday will fall on February 14th otherwise known as St. Valentine’s Day. For those of us whose Christian faith tradition includes the Lenten season of fasting and prayer, this awkward conflict between sacred and secular poses a potential…

  • Putting Is Like Kissing

    I have reached a point in playing golf that I enjoy it regardless of who I am with.  Certainly, I prefer to play with family or friends.  A round of golf with my sons or close friends is 4-5 hours of fellowship and fun, a time to be cherished for sure.  I also really enjoy…

  • True Measure Of A Man

    Today I received a new catalog.  You know the one, or ten, or twenty you get because you once bought a shirt from an affiliated company.  And just in case I may have moved, the address included the all-encompassing “Current Resident.”  Normally such (im)personal correspondence goes directly into the round file.  But today’s cover caught…