Month: April 2003

A number of years ago, my youngest son wanted to wrestle. His older brother wrestled, and he just naturally fell into the sport. Actually, he became pretty good. Problem: there was no Junior High coach. I knew very little about … Read more

A woman sits, blank eyes staring at a wall. She is unaware of the people who love her, or who brought her to this place. Her mind is confused, asking the same questions, over and over again: "Where am I?" … Read more

It was the second day of the summer season for the Polar Bear Express, running from Cochrane, Ontario, Canada, through the Arctic Watershed to Moosonee and Moose Island at the mouth of James Bay. A young man, a professional hockey … Read more

The snow just won't quit this year. The drifts in our little town are as high as an elephant's eye. Since we are retired, we can plan our days according to the weather. Still, some are bound by work and … Read more

One day I decided to have some kippers — smoked herrings. I cooked them in the microwave, then ate them with satisfaction, and washed up. I had made the kitchen smell of smoked fish, so I decided to put a … Read more

My grandson, Tim, is nine. He often spends part of his school vacations with me, so I was delighted when he asked if he might visit during his mid-winter break. Tim's parents, however, warned me to prepare for battle, as … Read more

Sitting alone in the quiet of my room, I had just picked up a devotional book, one that I had never intended to read. You might think this odd, but as I sat and looked out the window at the … Read more

Approximately one year ago, I made a decision to donate half of my waitress's gratuities to our church in order to help pay off our church building's mortgage. This was over and above my regular financial donation of ten percent. … Read more

Making mistakes has always been part of my life. No matter how hard I try to be perfect, some type of little "blunder" is going to surface. I struggle over a manuscript trying to correct the errors. Just when the … Read more

Thank goodness I finally found my other mitten. The washing machine had tucked it safely into the leg of my jogging pants. Finally a complete pair! Number one mitten had disappeared, but I had saved number two! These white mittens … Read more