by Mack Munro | | Growth, Story
It’s 10:30 PM on Saturday night, November 11, 1990. We’ve just returned home from an evening with my wife’s family. Things aren’t going well between us. We’ve been drifting apart and the stress of two small kids, low income, terrible job as a surgical assistant in...
by Mack Munro | | Uncategorized
It’s 1975 and I’m an 11-year-old thumbing through a stack of record albums at a Ralphs grocery store. Eight years from now I would be stocking these same shelves as a young adult. But today I’m just a kid. My mom took us to Ralphs to do our food shopping, but my...
by Mack Munro | | Growth, Story
It’s March 1985 and I’m a newly married 20-year-old. My new wife and I were married in a lavish ceremony in Santa Ana, California. I had just flown home from my overseas duty station in Australia a few weeks before. We are excited to begin our new life together...
by Mack Munro | | Growth, Story
It’s draft day, 1983 and my team is first on the clock. I have some very tough decisions to make. But this is no NFL draft. It’s nothing close to college or even high school. I’m picking teams for a pickup Nerffootball game with a bunch of elementary-aged boys...
by Mack Munro | | Growth, Story
It’s 10 am on a November morning and Barb and I are headed out to Mudpuddle Pottery in Pegram, TN to sell some pottery at a holiday craft fair. Our pots, mugs, masks, and sculptures are neatly packed. As we head down the driveway, Barb mentions we needs to stop at...
