This is the photo that broke off a piece of my heart and changed me. The American flag placed in the hands of the mother of a soldier...

I’ve been inside the Madison Diner just a few times—but I’ll always remember those moments when fresh made, real ice-cream milkshakes...

Special celebrations became more so, knowing time was no longer on our side. 1989 Back in 1974… Mom was creeping slowly along a woodland...

Sitting still was not something Gail could do. She tried, though. When circumstances brought her and her older sister to the convent...

Mom didn’t fully approve of my decision to get married. It wasn’t about my marrying Tom but marrying too young. I understood her...

You’ve heard of preacher’s kids, I’m a librarian’s kid. Growing up in the 60’s and 70’s libraries were in transition—or at least my mom,...

I was walking behind my mother-in-law and her longtime friend as they slowly made their way towards their apartments. They have lived...

I wish the phrase “thoughts and prayers” hadn’t become so tainted by having it said too often without much hope for real answers. I’m one...

I found this gem of a picture in my grandmother’s photo album. I was a young teen, trying to look much older. My insecurity made it hard...

The word “Trificult” rhymes with difficult—and it’s a word my young granddaughter created when we were playing a game that was harder...

It’s coming—the weekend before spring’s official arrival. When I was a child that meant one thing: deep cleaning the whole house. The...

Ask my kids and they’ll smile and shake their heads—Mom keeps things long past their expiration date. In my defense, I’ve gotten better...

It was February 1972, when the “Jesus-hippies” asked to visit our church. An invisible line had been drawn in the church carpet. Some of...

By now, you may have heard about Chat GPT. It’s an Artificial Intelligence program that works like a search engine. It has the side...

Okay. I had my turn with Covid. But it didn’t announce itself loud and clear. It waited until I was feeling better from what I presumed...

It’s not something I really wanted to do, but when my step-mom asked me to officiate my father’s small memorial service I said I would....

I must have been six when I met Gee—a shortened version for her name Guinevere. A friend of my mother’s mother, she had a two-day flight...

After going through hundreds of photos, my mind is swirling with faces. Cora hardly ever smiled, and she looked too thin. But her dresses...

An interesting article wanted readers to recall what sparked their passions as a child. Those early years were at the heart of who and...