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Not a Fan of Summer
Are you one of those people who love summer? Do you dream of poolside lounge chairs or long afternoons at the beach? If so, I do not understand you. I can be your friend, but I don't get you. From an early age, I discovered a strong dislike for things like sweat,...
Remembering D-Day
I always post on this date something like the title above. "Remember D-Day." But most of us can't remember it. We weren't born yet. Instead, we mark it. We honor it. We read about it, talk about it, study it, or even watch movies about it. This event is so far...
Less Stuff, More Life
One year ago this month, we held a public auction and sold most of our earthly goods. The pandemic taught us we didn't want to grow old living so far from our children and grandchildren. Since the majority of them live in Nebraska, we pulled up stakes and crossed the...
I Don’t Feel Eighteen Anymore
When we had been married 25 years, I remember walking through the house at night and wondering how I could possibly have this home, this husband, and all those teenagers sleeping upstairs. I felt like an eighteen-year-old most of the time. This year, my nighttime...
All My Love to Flora
This is how my mind works. I noticed today is National Library Workers Day, and I immediately wanted to give a shout-out to Flora the Librarian. I wanted to send her flowers or write a sweet card. I wanted to swing by the Clarion Lake Library and thank her for being...
Don’t Edit the Bad Stuff
Sometimes, life gets hard. Mistakes are made. People fail. Bad stuff happens. Or, to say it more poetically, "Into each life some rain must fall," Longfellow While preparing to speak at a college fundraiser, Wendell and I have gone back through thirty years of our...