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Excerpts of a Memoir: Santa in the Trunk

Excerpts of a Memoir: Santa in the Trunk

Even though being inside our garage was at least 10 degrees cooler than the blazing Florida heat in the driveway, it was still muggy and hot enough that I was sweating bullets. Because there were no windows in the garage, the only light that filtered in was from the...
Saying Goodbye to Jason Gross

Saying Goodbye to Jason Gross

I have this morning ritual that plays out like finest of Swiss clockwork. Each night I set two alarms on my phone for the next morning, one for the buttcrack of morning and a second for fifteen minutes past the buttcrack of morning in case I just can’t drag my old and...
Remembering an Autumn Harvest

Remembering an Autumn Harvest

On a rare date day, playing hooky from work with the wife, I found myself in a trendy, upscale antique store thinking that there was no way I’d be parting with any of my hard-earned money. But walking into JoRetro on this crisp fall morning I immediately locked...
Monsters Attack Mountain Dew

Monsters Attack Mountain Dew

A few years ago the Mountain Dew brand went through a fairly massive overhaul of the visual design used on their cans and bottles. It started with the introduction of a handful of exclusive flavors available at retailers and restaurants (like Sam’s Club’s...
The Mystery of the Lizard Man with the Ghoulie Hands

The Mystery of the Lizard Man with the Ghoulie Hands

About a year ago I stumbled onto something pretty amazing while searching vintage lunchboxes on eBay. There was a box featuring an 80s property (what appeared to be a cartoon and toy brand), that I had never heard of before, and it is stunning. Now, I’m not going to...
Resurrecting Mr. Bones

Resurrecting Mr. Bones

Over the past few decades, I’ve been blessed to have rubbed elbows and met some extremely awesome people that I’m lucky to call my friends. Some of these folks were creators I admired from afar, and some of them were aspiring nostalgic writers like myself, just...