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To Grandmother’s house we go!  When I was a l child, we did take the “Over the River and Through the Woods” trip to get to my grandmother’s house.  No, it wasn’t in a horse drawn sleigh.  It was a … Continue reading →

Last week I wrote about my father, a WWII veteran. There are other veterans among my relatives, but some of them fought on “the other side.”  One of my grandfather’s brothers-in-law served in the Romanian Army which joined with the … Continue reading →

I am wife, mother, mother-in-law, grandmother, cousin, friend, confidant, neighbor and acquaintance.  I have been daughter, daughter-in-law, granddaughter and niece. I was student, teacher, subordinate, supervisor, winner, loser.  I was someone’s pride and joy, and someone’s challenge. I was playmate, … Continue reading →

One of the aspects of the fast-paced world we now live in that I find distressing (and there are many) is how we travel and take vacations. You blog readers who are my age and older remember the days when … Continue reading →

“How excellent is thy lovingkindness, O God!  Therefore, the children of men put their trust under the shadow of thy wings.”  Psalm 36:7 If you were blessed with children, you will remember how they trusted in you.  Did they worry … Continue reading →

If you ever watched a toddler learning to walk, you might be amused.  They are kind of hunched over a bit, looking for a place to grab on to, and almost waddling before the strength in their legs and backs improve. … Continue reading →

We all probably dreamed of accomplishing something really big in our lives at one time or another.  Maybe we thought we would be a movie star, a sports hero, a rock star, a top selling author or a CEO of … Continue reading →

Whose Am I?  These are two pivotal questions that Ellie, a character in one of Charles Martin’s Murph Shepherd novels, asks of Murph.  Ellie, a lonely, angry, lost teenager, seeks Shepherd to answer these important questions.  Shepherd is a “people … Continue reading →

My father was a World War II veteran serving in the U. S. Navy from 1943-1946. He didn’t talk much about those years, but he and my mother left a correspondence they exchanged during the war years which I transcribed … Continue reading →

In my experience, driving a car is a rite of passage. Dads were usually the ones that helped us through it, as did mine. My Dad, having driven since he was a teen, knew from memory every major road where … Continue reading →