A Job to Do
Our friend Darlene has never married. She is semi-retired now after working for about forty years at our local nursing home. She worked mainly in the laundry, but she spent much of her time being a personal blessing to the…
Category Parenting
Names Are Precious
Yesterday I talked about my name. I hope you don’t mind if I talk about that one more time. I don’t talk to myself just a whole, whole lot, but sometimes I do. Occasionally when I have goofed something, I…
Enjoy Your Surprises Today
I came across this photo several weeks ago on the Library of Congress website. Around 1946, photographer C. M. Stieglitz took this picture of cartoonist Roberta MacDonald drawing while her 15-month-old daughter, Patricia, watched her. MacDonald was a cartoonist for…
Precious, Precious Memories of Sweet, Sweet Folks
Yesterday I mentioned how Mother, my brother Steve, and I spent our Saturday evenings. Daddy wasn’t with us on the first of our Saturday evening errands but he was at our final destination of Boyd’s Market. Saturday was his longest…
Every Second Counts
As I sat down last night to write this post about the preciousness of time, I wondered how to illustrate it. Then I remembered a clock that Ray and I saw in 2014 when we were privileged to visit Vancouver,…
One of My Happiest “Little” Moments Yet
Though my happy moment didn’t exactly look like this, it was idyllic for me nonetheless. In August by William Ladd Taylor was an illustration for Baby’s Lullaby Book, published in 1888 by L. Prang & Co. Courtesy of the Library…