Monthly Archives: October 2024

This story begs to be told. In the summer of 1976, I was 29 and running for the Vermont House of Representative from the town of Colchester. Jimmy Carter was 52 and running for President. We both won our elections.   … Continue reading →

“To dream the impossible dream.” So sings Don Quixote in the “Man of La Mancha.” It’s an inspiring song, but of course Don Quixote was nuts, crazy, stark-staring bonkers. He was an old man who though he was a knight … Continue reading →

When you see “lifetime guarantee” on a product, do you wonder whose lifetime- the consumer, the product, or the producer? The lifetime of any of these could be today, ten or twenty years from now. We have a lifetime guarantee … Continue reading →

I often describe my vocational calling of pastor as a “joyous burden”. I meant JOY!ous burden, Joy being the congregation I serve. It is not work or a job, but a privilege to be a servant/leader. When it comes to … Continue reading →

Translated that means Best Friends Forever.  I had one when I was in grade school.  We did everything together.  We walked to school;             we went to Brownies and Girl Scouts; we went shopping locally and by bus to the nearest … Continue reading →

1 Make a joyful noise to the Lord, all the earth.2     Worship the Lord with gladness;    come into his presence with singing. 3 Know that the Lord is God.    It is he that made us, and we are his;[a]    we are his people, and the sheep of his pasture. 4 Enter his … Continue reading →

I am sure you have all heard the song The Sun Will Come Out Tomorrow from the musical Annie.  The song is sung by the character of Little Orphan Annie who has experienced a terrible life in an orphanage along … Continue reading →

You may find it hard to believe that my driving these days is being compared to that of a grandpa or grandma.  I don’t even have any grandchildren! It wasn’t always this way (ask my wife). As I’ve gotten older, … Continue reading →

Every park in Chicago had a concrete water fountain, even the tiny Fellger Playlot where I could get a welcome drink on a hot summer day on my way to Grandma and Grandpa Szlavik’s home. It was just less than … Continue reading →

Edith was 97 years old when she died. I knew her primarily at the communion rail, where when I would present her with the Blood of Christ, she would look me straight in the eye, give me a big smile … Continue reading →