Monthly Archives: February 1999

Dorothy leaves Oz whispering “there’s no place like home, there’s no place like home.” For the 80-year-old J. Lee Schaub of Cleo Springs, Okla., that same feeling is reflected in the short notes and letters I’ve received from him. He … Continue reading →

I tossed cereal and milk on the table for my grade school sons to eat while I gathered up a change of clothes and snacks for the pre-schooler and found my pocketbook. My daughter and I were heading out for … Continue reading →

I tossed cereal and milk on the table for my grade school sons to eat while I gathered up a change of clothes and snacks for the pre-schooler and found my pocketbook. My daughter and I were heading out for … Continue reading →

When a cat is comfortable that’s all that matters. Over the holidays we stayed in the home of a woman with a giant of a black cat. He did not touch the antique country pitcher on top of a small … Continue reading →