Faith in the Future on Graduation Day

I wrote this 16 years ago, in the spring of 2000, the spring when my mother died and when my daughter graduated from high school. I get emotional re-reading it. (And editors note: I cheated and used a picture from her wedding, not her graduation. – But the guy in the picture is the same guy that was twirling her over his head in this article.) …continue reading


Dear Santa

Dear Santa. The world has gone astray. Mother’s were not meant to be alone with children, in big houses. Retired folks were not meant to be alone with only Facebook and Free-cell to console them. I’m bored. My daughter is stressed. My son and daughter-in-law have to work 60 hours each week. My grandchildren only want family. …continue reading


The Five Stages of Grief

of course, I pray that President Trump will be a success. I hope he’ll go down as one of the greatest Presidents we’ve ever had. I hope I’ll laugh at this hysterical, paranoid article. Yeah, miracles happen, right? …continue reading