“Bread and Water can so easily be Toast and Tea” ~Author Unknown~ Kate brought us back colds from Denver. I am hoping Minneapolis will not be as generous. It is our custom to share our morning coffee in the living room – to the chairs! We sit, sip, and speak. It is one of...
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I Have a New Desk There is something rather marvelous about sitting down to work at the perfect desk. Yesterday, I went into Susan and Andy’s house, which I still call Phil’s. I looked about, and went into the Florida room, where I spotted our old desks. I think we bought them in Maine,...
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“They were women then My mom’s generation Husky of voice- stout of Step With fists as well as Hands How they battered down Doors And ironed Starched white Shirts How they led Armies Head ragged generals Across mined Fields Booby – trapped Ditches To discover books Desks A place for us How they knew...
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My Own Miracle Last night, around 1:30, after having made several trips to the front porch, I boldly announced that the eclipse was beginning. The troops rallied! Kate got out of bed, put on her down vest, as it was in the fifties, and made her way outside. Merry, our little dog, had to...
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A Needless Loss “For the love of money is a root of all kinds of evil. Some people, eager for money, have wandered from the faith and pierced themselves with many griefs.” 1 Timothy 6:10 My cell phone rings. It is nine o’clock in the morning, and those who know me well, do...
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Who is Worthy of Mercy? “And the LORD said, “I will cause all my goodness to pass in front of you, and I will proclaim my name, the LORD, in your presence. I will have mercy on whom I will have mercy, and I will have compassion on whom I will have compassion.”...
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Headlines and History The first bulletin board, which I created for my high school history students, was covered in dark red paper, and outlined with a black and white check boarder. Dispersed throughout the board, I tacked up various front pages, from newspapers which I had been collecting for years. My desire, besides attempting...
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Sakineh Mohammadi Ashtianior One of my first friends in colleges was a woman from Iran. She was a few years ahead of me, and lived in my dorm. I do not know why we became friends, but we did. She looked exotic, but not because she was Iranian, rather because she had a certain...
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