Thrifting for a Day
One never knows what the day will bring when setting out in search of treasure. Many people look at fishing as a similar venture. My father was an extraordinary fisherman. People who went at...
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Gift Giving, The Lesson of the Aprons
By Karen I write this as we move into what is, for many of us, the biggest gift giving season of the year. Some of us are approaching the season in “business as usual”...
Ode to a Borrower’s Bookcase
By Karen The first time my lodging came with a lending library I was in Turrialba, Costa Rica at a bed and breakfast. The bookcase was centrally located near the dining area. Don’t imagine...
The Indoctrination of our Children
by Karen I watched the Sunday Morning news program Face the Nation this Labor Day weekend and learned that there is a certain level of controversy and turmoil over the planned message of President...
Apollo 11: Looking Back, and Forward
Today I find myself remembering a particular visit home to grandma’s house. My grandmother, Mimi, we called her lived in Evergreen, Alabama and we lived in Nederland,Texas, so it had been a long drive...
A Garrison Keillor 4th of July
Celebrating the 4th of July with fireworks is a part of what makes every summer whole. Last year we went to the beach. This year we stayed close to home and started the day...
This Schoolhouse Rocks!
When I was in grade school I loved Schoolhouse Rocks’ “I’m Just a Bill up on Capitol Hill”. It had personal meaning for me because my father made it come alive. He was the...
A Girl’s First Fish
My father was always the fisherman bringing home ice boxes full to share with friends and strangers. The family albums were papered with photos of the bounty. That was before he began to practice...