John Robinson
JOHNNY ROBINSON: The Dream Machine
Best I can figure, I’ve been using the same alarm clock since about 1982. The same one, just about every night since then. Huh.It’s one of those common old...
JOHNNY ROBINSON: Walking With Friends – Through Chemo and Beyond
It’s 6:00 AM, pitch dark and cold. I’m in front of my house stretching my...
Walking With Friends – Through Chemo and Beyond
It’s 6:00 AM, pitch dark and cold. I’m in front of my house stretching my...
Playing on The Railroad Tracks
My Aunt Flip and Uncle Walter lived in a small white frame house right smack...
JOHNNY ROBINSON: The Many Joys of Backyard Picnicking
In the warmer months we ate dinner on the picnic table in our backyard almost...
Catching The Gingerbread Man
I never knew ahead of time that we were going there. Besides, I was just a little kid. Mom would pull into the Towers...
Its Amazing What You Can Do In A Day
I crack my eyes open in time to see a water tower as it flies by the drizzle-streaked window. Proudly emblazoned on it are...
The Arrowhead
The finely-tooled notch is what caught my eye on the frigid January day. My wife and son and I are hiking on a lonely...
Summer at Boss’s Cabin
My cousins and I would fashion fishing equipment with safety pins tied to cotton string on a stick, and we usedsquished-up...
Memories of Mill Mountain Zoo
by John Robinson
I can hear it now: the cheerfully wailing whistle, and the chug of the "Zoo Choo" as it circled the perimeter...
Adventures in Bush Dentistry
by John Robinson
My dad Fuller and I are both dentists and we have just arrived in Chintatinga, a small bush village in the...