Roger Martin

My name is Roger Martin, Jr., and I’m a rambling man if there ever was one. I’ve lived in 17 different houses in 13 different cities in 8 different states. I am a father, a roofer, a teacher, a reader, an husband, a Jesus-follower, a carpenter, a thinker, and a lifetime member of "Sinners Anonymous." I love my family, Taco Bell, music, New England, God, Dr. Pepper, Ethiopia, games, driving, a great question and anything outdoors. For better or worse, I almost always have something to say. Like I said; I’m a ramblin’ man.

How hard can it be to install a light fixture?

It was supposed to be easy.  After all, I’ve installed dozens of light fixtures; I can do it in my sleep.  I probably HAVE installed a fixture in my sleep.  Replacing the second bedroom light fixture in my new Huntsville home would be done in minutes, allowing me to get to installing the bedroom flooring. …

Knocks on our front door

Can I mow your lawn? (Actually, I already told “Kathy” up the street that she could mow the lawn. Thanks anyway.) The flapper on our toilet isn’t working right. I bought a new one, and I was wondering if you could help me put it in? (A few minutes and a few stories later, that …

The Unforgettable Junior Seau

I almost cried.  I opened my laptop and toggled over to espn.com to get my quick sports update fix.  And that’s when I saw it.  A picture of Junior Seau below which were two dates and a dash (1969-2012).  Obviously, two dates and a dash is bad news.  I was stunned. Scanning the headline and …

The five-minute stolen laptop story

He and I were staring at each other, standing ten yards apart in the middle of the road. He was studying me with narrow eyes, trying to catch his breath, holding my laptop. I guess I should tell you how we got to that moment. In November of 2011, my wife, Joy, and I bought …

The World’s Greatest Blogger

I wrestled for weeks and months with whether I would begin serious blogging.  In fact, I put this blog together months ago, and I’m only just now publishing.  I will tell you why.  I want to be great.  Years ago, the band Calloway sang: “I wanna be rich.”  I can’t relate.  Seriously.  I don’t want …