Page 107, line four: …for my one of my sisters… My, my. Thank you to Paula, longsufferingtime friend in Nebraska.  Many times I have raided her refrigerator.

These corrections are humbling.  They were brought to my attention by my sister-in-law Leanne.  I wrote in the book I couldn’t bring myself to discuss the details with her and…View post

This one makes me feel bad.  My parents are very private folks.  The fact that I write about them is a big presumption on my part.  Tonight my Mom called…View post

On page 307.  Should be Buster Keaton, not Harold Lloyd.  I found this one myself…after the book was in print, unfortunately.

A reader named Lisa has found an oops! in Coop.  On page 186 I write of my father driving east on I-94 to St. Paul, Minnesota, which is tough to…View post