Category: writing

Losing Pop

This is a story that ran in our EDGE of the Lake Magazine. I was on a country highway I had not travelled in years. To my right, a road […]

Charles December 16, 2018 Leave a Comment

Speaking to Death

My wife and I waited in a line that snaked down the church steps. We were there to pay our respects to the family of a friend. The funeral […]

A Bunker in the Sky

We took our Thanksgiving break with my wife’s family in Gulf Shores this year, where my in-laws own a condo. It was a large group and two more condos […]

Vacation Truth

When I go on vacation I always tell myself this will be the time when I get my life together, even if only for a short while. Somehow, […]

The Graduate

(I wrote this last week prior to my son’s graduation.) I was sitting on the front steps of my parent’s house. My best friend was there as […]

We’ve got serious personality

Last night my family started taking a personality test around the dinner table. The wife had found some website that would ask you about ten questions and then tell you […]

Scars

When I was seven I had surgery on my right arm for a bone marrow infection. The scar looked like the doctors were not as worried about the cut as […]

Middle Age Malaise

A few days ago I got in the shower and accidentally water-boarded myself. I mean it. I was so tired I stood in front of the shower head with my […]

Nostalgia is a Bitch, Y’all

I was standing in my living room with my mother. Two eight year olds were battling with Lightsabers around our knees. Since I wasn’t wearing a protective cup at the […]

Swimming with the fish(s)

“Dad, look what we won! Look what we won!” My twins were racing through the school, ducking around other parents and students. It was carnival night and I felt like […]

Driving Mister Dowdy

My oldest son has his driver’s license. When I think about my behavior once I was granted that responsibility, it scares the hell out of me. But, so far, this […]

Forrest Gump: Guard Dog and “Man” Dog

What were you doing at 4 a.m. this morning? I get up early for work, but not that early. I was up at 4 a.m. this morning because of our […]

Good bye baseball, hello soccer…

We said good bye to baseball last night, with a loss where our bats, our pitching and our fielding all went to pot. For the sake of my 12 […]

They might be whining like their bladders are about to explode, but they’re really just bored, or hungry, and they know I’m not stopping for anything short of a national emergency, so they wait until a rest area is out of reach, then lie about having to go to the bathroom so they can rape and pillage the candy aisle in some 7/11.

Charles Dowdy

Husband, father, broadcaster