MENAHGA CHRISTMAS 1949
December has arrived in northern Minnesota. Harvest is past and the fields lie sere and spent, tufts of the first snowfall caught in their stubble. …
December has arrived in northern Minnesota. Harvest is past and the fields lie sere and spent, tufts of the first snowfall caught in their stubble. …
It came with my husband, this neat little kit in its black case, his purchase for his first semester in college at the University of …
“And the evening and the morning were the first day”. Time is the first necessary element for creating the universe and the life that exists …
It’s late March and at last the earth turns toward the sun. Evening skies stretch out in hope. Still a heavy snow lies on the …
If I were to dream up the ultimate drive-in, it would be Carousel.It is high summer, a perfect afternoon in June. People line up with …
The disciples must have been beyond exhaustion. After helping Jesus feed thousands with a miraculous picnic on the shores of Galilee, they set out in …
After 44 plus years in the same house, the same community, with the same friends, the thought of moving to a new state was daunting. …
On this day of pervasive rain, my memory bank gifts me with a dazzling blue summer day in North Vancouver, at the top Grouse Mountain. …
She looked the part of an addict. Gaunt and pale, her clothes hanging loosely on her concave frame, her face set in lines of despair. …