Category Archives: Fatherhood

Not All Who Wander Are Lost

My grandmother’s grandfather was a man named Andrew Rowlett. This would have been my father’s mother’s mother’s father. Rowlett was a circuit-riding Freewill Baptist preacher in the late 1800s. He rode an old yellow mule named Steve, and went from church to church, preaching around the Swifton, Arkansas area. Every year, on the first Sunday… Read More »


A little more than 50 hours from now, I will become a father. Again. I don’t know why. Well, scratch that. I do know why. I am a huge fan of the why, and especially the how. Hey, Pumba! Not in front of the kids!   What I mean is, I don’t know WHY I decided… Read More »