All families have their own little peculiarities that mark them as family. These also serve the purpose of providing wonderful fodder for their children to swap with other children in the never-ending game of one-upmanship, a competition which has been going on longer than the Olympics. One of the peculiarities of my family was thatContinue reading “This Is Where We Came In”
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The Tree (2)
Getting rescued posed another set of problems. Mom was the only one home and she was in the house and could not hear me yelling. Furthermore, there was a little alley known as Buttermilk Alley that ran along the side of our house. Throughout the day people walked up and down this alley on their way toContinue reading “The Tree (2)”
The Tree (1)
Here’s a story from my childhood days. Thanks to Paula Morrel and the good people at Tales from the South for allowing me to share it on their program and publishing it in their book Tales from the South: Volume 3. One day when I was about twelve, I was out in the spacious field that served as our back yard. BothContinue reading “The Tree (1)”
The Part That Matters
When our oldest daughter was in first grade, I would drop her off at school on my way to work. Our daily trip took us by a large cemetery located in middle of town. Being six years old, she had a number of questions about it which I thought I did a decent job answering. She wasn’t satisfied thoughContinue reading “The Part That Matters”
Standing at the End of Life’s Diving Board
It was the last day of swimming class and Alicia was standing on the end of the diving board looking miserable. About 49 ½ % of her wanted to jump off and 50 ½ % didn’t. If a five year old girl is old enough to be conflicted, she was the picture of it. I was treadingContinue reading “Standing at the End of Life’s Diving Board”
Some Parting Thoughts
Well, our time in Romania is over and tomorrow we will head to Budapest, Hungary, where we will spend the night before beginning our flight home early Sunday morning. The time has gone by quickly and well. It was great to see everyone in the congregation again and spend the week with them. Participating in their VBS wasContinue reading “Some Parting Thoughts”
Small Town Southern Man
My father-in-law, Reed Hendrixson, passed away on July 27, 2013. He was 91 years old and died with his overalls on. He had either been working in his garden or was headed that way when his time came. Reed was a simple man. By that I mean he wasn’t complicated or hard to figure out as a person. IContinue reading “Small Town Southern Man”
Living with the Blur
God has blessed me with over a half century of life and I’m grateful to Him for that. There are some parts that don’t work as well as they used to, but that’s to be expected. Specifically, I’ve experienced the usual sight issues of people my age who need corrective lenses for both near-sightedness and for reading. SinceContinue reading “Living with the Blur”
Live from Romania
I guess the title of this post would be something along the lines of Random thoughts from Romania. I’ve heard some interesting things the last couple of weeks. I haven’t remembered them all but here are a few that have stuck with me: Speed bumps are referred to as dead policeman. I don’t get the idea they harbor anyContinue reading “Live from Romania”
Learning about Love
Connie is my mother-in-law. She is 95 and has been in the memory loss unit of an assisted living home in Huntsville for a number of years. As with most people with dementia, she has days that are good and days that aren’t. This past Christmas was our turn in “the rotation,” which as anyContinue reading “Learning about Love”
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