STANDING UP
I was reminded of Mom, who continued to stand for older people on the bus or in the doctor’s office;…
Category: Legacies of the Season
When the Soul Dares to Breathe
In high school, I was somewhat of a wallflower, afraid to take any steps forward or, perish the thought, step…
The Camel Has Left for the Chiropractor
As it was after any three-day weekend, the following week was just another big blur of Mondays… Americans are optimists…
THIS SOLDIER HAD A NAME; a Memorial Day Tribute
Dear Readers, The month of May brings attention to our fallen; and additional families each year endure the Memorial Day…
The Green Easter Egg
The year was 1978. Thank God for my dear aunt by marriage; she invited me to make sugar eggs with…
THANKSGIVING DAY
May blessings big and small, large, Little, thin and fat exceed Your smallest expectations and help See you through this…
That Blackest of Fridays
Seems like the American media never miss an opportunity to take a tragedy and embellish upon it for later publication.…
Because We Are All One
For many of us born between 1946 and 1964, World War II was relegated to the history books; not because…
Rejoicing on Rubberneck Avenue
Fifty years ago, in my small little world of Rubberneck Avenue, I understood that families with German heritage “were Lutheran…