Welcome to E D Skinner's Website

No one knows another’s personal Hell, this is true.

Nonetheless, it is sad, tragic but most of all just supremely disappointing when someone just gives up the possibility of redemption.

This is my grandfather – my father’s father – Edward Blake Skinner. He was the first of four consecutive Edward Skinners, each with a different middle name.

Well, this process is what Bullseye shooters do to develop a successful shot plan: We write the steps down, follow those steps and, when something doesn’t work, we figure out how to change that shot plan so we do it right. And then we write down the new shot plan and follow it.

Many, many years ago, that was my nickname – skinny Skinner. I was the proverbial 98 pound weakling. Even after entering the work force, my weight stayed at 125 pounds.

Warm air rises and, as it does, it cools and condenses. It then falls but may not reach the surface. That moisture, now warmed and perhaps boosted by more warm air from the surroundings, rises again.

The first time I visited this east coast Florida bar, I thought it ideal at first. It had an outdoor deck that faced the ocean on the second floor and I had a couple of beers and some onion rings to pass the time before dinner.

It was surprising to recently get a rental car with the license, “653 YRS” because, while I haven’t been teaching for that long, the last decade has definitely been the “ARINC 653” years.

Long hair, moustache but no beard yet, I was in transition.