Musings on Civility
As you and I age, it seems to become more and more our nature to reflect on how things used…
Frank Spires
An Unwanted Garden
In a few weeks, my daughter will excitedly deliver to me an assortment of tomato, pepper and other plants which…
Mrs. Annie Mae’s Rooster
In another lifetime, I was a runner. I really was. I was not a fast runner. I was not the…
Calling Marshall Dillon
Mr. Dillon! Mr. Dillon! Boy does that bring back a few memories. I realize that some of you (especially age…
Living the Dream?
Dreams. We all have them. Or at least experts tell us we do, even when we don’t remember them. I’m…
Welcoming the New Year
In recent blogs, I have shared about my love for Christmas. My affection for all things Christmas is well documented…
Memories
Memories. They can be a blessing or a curse. They can bring an impromptu smile as we see afresh in…
The Christmas Card
The stressed look on her face was obvious as they waited together in line at the checkout register. They had…