My Cave My View
I Couldn't Make This Up
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From his experience raising kids, fighting cancer, running marathons his insights are like barbs on a fence that grab hold of you. Each section of the book contains small snippets of life and insights that make the reader pause to laugh at the character and themselves. BATTLE OF THE SEXES: There it is...one blanket, one bed, two people. It is almost certain that someone is going to be cold tonight. Oh sure, we act cordial enough, remove our slippers, plump our pillows, shake the sheets, then position the mutual blanket and snuggle in for a good night’s sleep; a wonderful ending to the age old battle of the sexes. A temporary truce of sorts, can’t live with ‘em, can’t live without ‘em. YOU DRIVE ME CRAZY: “You drive me crazy.” There was a time when my wife said those words, and that was a good thing. Now, when she says those words, it is with a different tone and a different meaning. It’s more like, “YOU DRIVE ME CRAZY!!!” And after being married and having kids I have come to decide that it is the little things that will eventually drive a person crazy. BAGS, CHAPSTICK, AND SHOPPING: I’m sitting here in my cave, talking to my dog, Turbo. “Do ya think that we’ll ever understand women?” He looked up, smiled and wagged his tail; I think he thought I said, “Would ya like a bite of my sandwich?” Whenever I talk, he must always think I say that, because he always smiles and wags his tail the same way. MYOWN EMERGENCY ROOM VISIT: Well I can tell you one thing. Don’t be going to the hospital if you want to get rest and relaxation. Just about the time I would fall asleep, some nurse would come in and shake me and say, “How ya feeling? Are you getting plenty of rest? I need some more blood. This is going to sting just a tiny bit.” And proceed to play pin the tail on the donkey again. Frankly, I was tired of the game and didn’t want to be the donkey anymore (although many think I am a natural for the part).
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Gary has used a Twain-like humor with a folksy small town snapshot of life to make us stop and reconsider our own life. He opens up with humor and tenderness that will bring laughter and tears from the same page as he paints pictures of the people, places, and activities that surround him. He and his dog Turbo, his too kind and loving wife, and four children are the innocents abroad on a raft made of love, pain, laughter, and hope that is floating the mighty Mississippi of life somewhere in the West. From his experience raising kids, fighting cancer, running marathons his insights are like barbs on a fence that grab hold of you. Each section of the book contains small snippets of life and insights that make the reader pause to laugh at the character and themselves. BATTLE OF THE SEXES: There it is...one blanket, one bed, two people. It is almost certain that someone is going to be cold tonight. Oh sure, we act cordial enough, remove our slippers, plump our pillows, shake the sheets, then position the mutual blanket and snuggle in for a good night’s sleep; a wonderful ending to the age old battle of the sexes. A temporary truce of sorts, can’t live with ‘em, can’t live without ‘em. YOU DRIVE ME CRAZY: “You drive me crazy.” There was a time when my wife said those words, and that was a good thing. Now, when she says those words, it is with a different tone and a different meaning. It’s more like, “YOU DRIVE ME CRAZY!!!” And after being married and having kids I have come to decide that it is the little things that will eventually drive a person crazy. BAGS, CHAPSTICK, AND SHOPPING: I’m sitting here in my cave, talking to my dog, Turbo. “Do ya think that we’ll ever understand women?” He looked up, smiled and wagged his tail; I think he thought I said, “Would ya like a bite of my sandwich?” Whenever I talk, he must always think I say that, because he always smiles and wags his tail the same way. MYOWN EMERGENCY ROOM VISIT: Well I can tell you one thing. Don’t be going to the hospital if you want to get rest and relaxation. Just about the time I would fall asleep, some nurse would come in and shake me and say, “How ya feeling? Are you getting plenty of rest? I need some more blood. This is going to sting just a tiny bit.” And proceed to play pin the tail on the donkey again. Frankly, I was tired of the game and didn’t want to be the donkey anymore (although many think I am a natural for the part).
About the Author
Gary has written My Cave My View for the San Juan Record for 12 years and has won five Utah Press Awards. He has also written for the Emergy Progress. Gary has written feature articles, published photographs, and been a public speaker. Gary and his wife Dee; his “Too Kind and Loving Wife” have four kids and three grandchildren and until last year a loyal golden retriever, Turbo. His family, friends, and small town have provided endless hours of entertainment and been the inspiration for most of his writings. He has run thirteen marathons and coached many different high school sports. His golf game is no better for five years of practice. Gary and Dee make their home in the Four-corners area.