Month: June 2004

Maybe I can finally relax and uncross my fingers for my son and his family. A year ago, the closing bell rang for his computer contract job in New Orleans. They spent an intense month cleaning, painting and preparing their house for sale, sold it the first time it was shown and zoomed away for…

A hush fell over the office Tuesday. Co-workers whispered the reason for the silence to each other. As the minutes of silence and waiting stretched into infinity, many walked over and stared at the closed door to the conference room. We longed to be able to reach through the door and comfort our co-worker who…

My parents never said we had to work before we played. They never posted a list of rules by which our family lived. But it was the law nonetheless. By the time I was 11, I had incorporated work before play so thoroughly that in a sixth grade letter assignment I wrote my cousin, “We…

Amidst the stories about the war in Iraq, the flooding in the Midwest and horrible deaths inflicted on more innocent persons came a short story reporting that 50 pieces of fine china from the Minnesota Governor’s Residence went on sale through the Department of Administration’s online surplus auction program beginning May 28. Normally I probably…