Forgotten Things Remembered I hadn’t seen or touched it in almost 49 years. It was a homemade schoolbook satchel before the days of book bags. It belonged to my older brother, Doug. He carried it home the last day of school, 1961. Having completed the first grade that day, he skipped home from Washington Elementary …
I have too much stuff. I know I do. But on second thought, do I? How do we know when we have too much stuff? Who is the judge of that? My guess is, I’m not alone in thinking I have too much stuff; most Americans would join me in the “I’ve got too much …
It seems bullying is epidemic these days. The cruel facts reveal that 23% of elementary students report being bullied one to three times in the last month; 77% of students report having been bullied; and each day 160,000 kids stay home from school for fear of being bullied. I remember being bullied. It happened in …
Note: This should have been posted two weeks ago. Sorry for not having it in earlier Mama always said, “Not all attention is good.” Whew, we’ve seen the truism of mama’s dictum in political ads this campaign year. Politicians, Republican and Democrat, conservative and liberal, have in an effort to draw attention to the flaws …
The pick-up truck was barreling straight towards me, oblivious to the fact that I was prayer-walking, blind to my existence, ignorant of my conversation with God. Glancing at his menacing headlights, I scooted across the road, tucking my tail like one of my Schnauzers when scared, and gasping for breath as I reached the entrance …