A Puppy, Purpose, and Progress
Mom and Dad let us name them. Midnight and White Socks fit them like a glove! One pup was solid […]
memories
Backup Plan
In the fall of 1992, I learned what it meant to have a back-up plan. It was called a “sub”
Snare a Smitten
“The day brought about an uncertainty of certainty. For this was a time of change and change does not come
Fickle February
It sounded like explosive gun shots. Tree limbs snapping and fiercely falling. The sounds echoed through the valley and the
Mercy Me!
“Well, mercy me!” Those three words carry a poignant pitch of my past. I’m transported back in time to hear
Just a jot…
I’ll just jot it down. My goals (well-planned, but I know WHO’S in charge ;-), grocery list, new words, things