Dick Wolfsie

I like to putter around the garage. I used to think that this was a sign of getting older, but I’m more convinced than ever that great things happen in…

I don’t want Mary Ellen and me to end up like our friends the Rodmans, who, up until their 40th wedding anniversary, couldn’t keep their mitts off each other, but…

Last month, I celebrated my 79th birthday. My wife and son tried to find me the perfect gift. But I am a very difficult person to shop for. I know…

My wife walks faster than I do. If I hadn’t broken into a full gallop down the aisle the day we got married, she’d have beaten me to the justice…

I have leg cramps. I know the last thing you want to hear about is the medical problems of some two-bit humorist. Sometimes my calf cramps into a knot at…

About three months ago, a friend who lives in a nearby state asked if I would be willing to give a presentation to the local hospitals’ laughter club. Apparently, there…

My doctor’s office isn’t very modern. I don’t mean the high-tech diagnostic tools in his office. I’m talking about the magazines in the waiting room. Recently, I got the chance…

I am now beginning my 26th year of writing this humor column. It seems like yesterday I was floundering for ideas, unable to put together a coherent sentence, and making bad…