Writing Life Stories

When Barry and I joined Stu and Gay for a cruise to Alaska in the 1980s, few people were  going there, I did not expect to have the time of ...

Today is Monday. I had a busy weekend. That is good. On Saturday, Nadine, a former student and dear friend of mine, drove down and picked me...

As fall approaches, this poem comes to mind. It is in my poetry book and was published on Your Daily Poem.  While I Waited, Life Ha...

Each day I read where some lawful person is kidnapped by masked ICE men and carried off to jail. Today it was an American citizen, not an il...

Gay and I drove up to the mountains where I lived for over thirty years . We made reservations at the Holiday Inn Express where we have rece...

moveable kitchen cart After spending a wonderful weekend in the mountains of NC and North Georgia, I came home energized and anxious to writ...

This is Lexie trying to tell me something important. If I could just learn dog language we would have the most interesting conversations.  L...

I found time today to peruse some of our members sites and discovered Sandy Benson has a blog that I had not seen before. She publi...

This newspaper clipping was found among my mother-in-law's belongings, and I recently came across it while going through boxes ...