A couple of weekends ago, my wife asked me if I wanted to go to one of those big book sales the local library puts on when they realize they have too many books that no one checks out anymore. 

I'd like to start this week's column by proclaiming something: I don't have any money. 

Tonight, my wife burned dinner. Well, perhaps "burned" is not the appropriate word. 

While driving not long ago, I was listening to the car radio as I do on almost every drive. The only time the radio is not on is when I am on the phone. I don't have one of those fancy setups that allow me to talk on the phone through the radio. My wife does, but she has a newer car. I have an old beater with a stereo that only works when you use FM radio. The CD player stopped playing a few weeks ago and I haven't gotten around to taking the CDs out of the car. I listen to mostly classic rock or oldies stations wherever I am. I like the same music I liked when I was younger and I still listen to it now. 

My wife reminded me that the time has come for us to write a will. I guess I had thought of the possibility that we might not be around any longer once or twice, but never really considered the fact that eventually it will happen. It's not one of those things that average people go around thinking about.

I was talking to my younger daughter on the telephone the other day and she was telling me how she was addressing envelopes for letters and thank you cards. 

A lot of people have sent her things since she moved to Alabama and she is just now getting around to formally thanking everyone. She has thanked most everyone on social media or by text message, but she felt that a handwritten thank you would be more appropriate for some folks. 

We all know the old saying that a picture is worth a thousand words. It's been ingrained in our minds as long as we can remember. 

As proven many times, if you put letters together, you can form words. If you string words together, you get paragraphs. Assemble a number of paragraphs together, and you get a story. If you put the stories together, you have a lifetime.

A while ago, my wife and I had gone to the mall. Usually when we go to the mall, we shop for a little while and stop for something to eat and then we shop some more.

A few weeks ago in this column, I lamented the loss of the Sears Wish Book. A lot of you were kind enough to share your memories of the Wish Book and my wife and I shared a few hours looking at them online. If you have been following the news in the last few days, you will have noticed that Sears has passed its time on life support and is likely to start liquidation proceedings in the next few weeks. I'm not going to bore you with the numbers and statistics or even a brief history of Sears. That stuff can be read in the real news.