Month: August 2014

  • First day on Facebook

    The camera captures the smiles of excitement, nervous grins, tears and uncertainty of students on that first day of school. In the days of only black and white film, new pictures took at least a week to be seen. It took longer if more frames needed to be shot on a roll of film before…

  • Not so poor after all

    Before I married, someone said, “You’re going to be poor the first 10 years anyway, so go ahead, get married and get started.” This proved to be quite true. We were poor. How poor were we? So poor that we bought the one house in the village that no one wanted because it needed so…

  • And then they were gone

    As I write this the Pennsylvania grandchildren are packing their suitcases, preparing for the long trip home. We will cross paths with their mother somewhere in Tennessee. It has been an intense month. These old folks enjoy every minute of having time with family, but having four additional people in the house for a month…

  • Athlete of the day

    Failure is not an option for the true athlete. Jacob, my daughter’s husband, proved it doubly Saturday at the Boomtown Triathlon. The sprint begins with a quarter of a mile swim, a 15-mile bike ride and finishes with 3.1 miles of running, walking or dragging yourself across the finish line anyway that you can. Jacob…