A Mother’s Thoughts
It’s a choice to cry again, my dear one, for as you cry unknowingly My heartstrings’ tempo recognizes two-part harmony…
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It’s a choice to cry again, my dear one, for as you cry unknowingly My heartstrings’ tempo recognizes two-part harmony…
Fifty years ago, in my small little world of Rubberneck Avenue, I understood that families with German heritage “were Lutheran…
I began music lessons on April 9. The good news was that I had talent and an ear for music. …
During junior and senior high, I took French in school; much to my dismay, I wasn’t a “natural” at it,…
Daddy would get depressed on occasion, but he’d always played sports, so when he no longer was active himself, he…
Dear Readers: This was composed in 2011 for the 70th Anniversary; I felt it appropriate to repeat it once again,…
The first few months went fairly well; the Spirit of ’76 had moved down in June to attend school and…
You’re going to buy a house… BY YOURSELF? Yes, Daddy…women DO own houses by themselves these days! Well, just make…
I was really captured by the Great Society Program begun by President Johnson. I told Daddy that I thought this…