She has great stories, without a doubt. But it’s hard to socialize with her because as I open my mouth to say something her words jump ahead of mine and take over the conversation. When she finishes a story, she will sometimes ask, “So how is your family?” I’ve learned not to say, “Fine,” because … [Read more…]
In spite of temps in the 90s, we had a lovely Fourth of July celebration at the home of our daughter, Kelsey, and her husband, Stephen. Everyone was in place by 10 in the morning because of getting there early to park. The parade started promptly at 10:30 with seemingly dozens of gorgeous Corvettes leading … [Read more…]
Friends. That’s a hard term to describe. I’d like to write about some of my true friends, but I hesitate to do so. How do I refer to them? I don’t want to number them, as though there is a pecking order, which there isn’t. Each friend is unique in time and place and personality … [Read more…]
When we first came to Central Church of Christ 40 years ago, everyone was very welcoming. They’d been without a minister of any kind for months and were happy to have a pulpit minister on whom they could rely for spiritual food every Sunday. The elders and their wives were especially gracious. I remember all … [Read more…]
Strange morning. I got up before six to get dressed and eat breakfast before our journey. This time, it was only 25 minutes away. Steve and I went to the Business Health Center at St. Elizabeth Hospital in Edgewood, Kentucky, to get a yellow fever shot before our trip to Brazil. I had dressed for … [Read more…]
Author and friend Barb Haller recently published a great article in Heart of Ohio magazine about getting along with daughter-in-laws. Her thoughts prompted me to think about the people who married my children and my relationships with them. As is often the case, for good or ill, my son married his mother, figuratively speaking. Gina … [Read more…]
I want to be Nena Miller. We first knew her as the wife of Steve’s department chair, Edd Miller. She was a gracious hostess and a smiling presence at any social function. At the annual department picnic, I rarely had a conversation with Nena because she was always playing with the children. On the floor … [Read more…]
