Sorry, Rook, Scrabble, and the Bible
There are many shortcomings I possess, which I admit are my fault. I talk too much, and I overdo and underthink most of the...
Outside my window
It was early Thanksgiving morning, and the streets were empty as I drove to the hospital. A misty rain fell as I scurried to...
Grandpa’s Tennessee Christmas
All holidays, especially Christmas, were joyous with Grandpa and Granddaddy. Grandpa wrapped presents with sticky bows and curling ribbons. They were never beautiful or...
From tiny to tremendous
On a cold January day in 1946, their fourth child, a girl, was born in a one-room cabin in the hills of Tennessee. More...
Surviving our worst Thanksgiving Day
Have you ever noticed that most of us remember our worst Thanksgiving? When the turkey burned or we were so ill on Turkey Day,...
Thankful for the Author
This time of year, people often ask one another, “What are you most thankful for?” Depending on their current circumstances, the response is likely...
Grandpa’s hope chest of treasures
It does not seem that long ago when most homes included a piece of furniture called a cedar or hope chest. Initially constructed in...
Thankful for the path forged
Visiting the town where I was born in Tennessee is always a treat, but the older I become, the more I savor each moment....
The magnificent armor of courage
Stuck in the middle of this busy month is a day of great significance. Millions of folks are heading to the polls to vote...
Grandpa’s quilt of love and laughter
It was one of those fall gray days when I felt slightly gray myself. I was a bit depressed for little reasons that I will...
The lesson of the wiggly worm
Grandpa sat on the pond's bank with a fishing pole in her hand, an apron around her waist, a bonnet on her head, and...
Still much work to do!
Today, our friends sent a picture of themselves relaxing on a boat in the Mediterranean. Their feet propped on a railing, resting in the...