Monthly Archives: November 1999

Sitting down to Thanksgiving dinner with my son and his family, I was reminded again of the blessing of healthy children. He was 3 when I read an inspiring book, “Teach Your Child to Read.” It sounded like fun. I … Continue reading →

I nearly lost my first name the years we lived in Indiana. We lived in a county where my husband had roots. I had none. I had attended seven different schools in three states. He attended one. Everyone knew him … Continue reading →

An e-mail letter from my grandchildren’s mother reminded me of the energy and innocence of toddlers and pre-schoolers. She wrote: “Yesterday I was trying to hang a couple of curtains in my bedroom. I was busy at the top of … Continue reading →

Earlier this year I taught a class on writing memoirs. The one thing I emphasized was “don’t worry about what it looks or sounds like, the most important thing is to get it down in writing.” I know, I know … Continue reading →

We went to my son’s to visit and help out. We ended up alone with the grandkids. The men made good use of tools from early morning to late afternoon. I dragged my daughter-in-love out of bed to go to … Continue reading →