Month: January 2009

  • Tent living

    Henry faithfully followed my parents, my two brothers and two sisters and me everywhere for five or six years. He ensured we had a dry place to sleep and toted our luggage around through many adventures. Henry joined the family and gained his name shortly after my parents had sold the valley farm in New…

  • changes begins with caring

    The protests of the 1960s have come to fruition. After centuries of some assuming an inherent right to all the plum positions, this election guaranteed evidence of that change – no matter which party won. In the ‘60s, blacks and women insisted each deserved a place at the table of leadership. Since then, changes have…

  • Adventures in Florida

    I fell 13 stories in an elevator, flew over London, took a safari to see elephants, rhinos and crocodiles and had both a spit bug and a stink bug spray me liberally – all in one week’s time. A week in which my husband took his first steps into his second childhood and spent more…

  • holiday letter

    Forget the old truism that the annual holiday letter lists the bragging rights of the previous year. Not with this year’s sour economy. Not with lay-offs, closings, downsizing and moving production out of the country. No, this year, a significant proportion of the annual missives came bearing news of lost jobs, forecasted closings and/or job…

  • extra column

    No not an extra column, we are setting out on vacation and I wrote my column for Jan. 12 to submit before I left. Besides, these two sort of went together in my thinking. I have a third column waiting for the next time I have a “can’t think of a thing” time. This writing…

  • The gift that keeps on giving

    It was the gift that kept on giving and giving in a year when we did not expect to give anyone a thing – at least not in person. That was the plan. So early in December, I sent most of their gifts. Then a week before Christmas, we realized the Pennsylvania family would be…