The story has no end. More remains to be said. Our daughter in law crossed the finish line in Grant Park in just a little over four hours. At three points on the race course we saw her pass by and shouted her name to recognize her and to cheer her on to the…
There are times when I can hardly believe my good fortune. Yesterday Laura and I traveled a few miles to Kevin and Caryn’s house in Arlington Heights were the annual family pig roast is convened in Kevin’s back-yard. A young pig is slow roasted over a charcoal fire, in the rotisserie cooker. The steel…
“Time goes slowly, but time can do so much….,” according to the lyric of the Righteous Brothers anthem Unchained Melody. We are bound to time. When there’s plenty of time ahead of us–we seldom reflect upon times passage. At least that is how I’ve lived my life. Several weeks ago, I decided not to…
What ! I don’t believe it. The lyric is not scone love? Who doesn’t love a scone? A scone is just the right portion for a bite sized treat, lightly frosted crust, flaky texture, with just enough of a carb bump to fix low blood sugar. For months and months I have privately enjoyed…
What a great week of vacation! A friend expressed surprise that so many of us stayed happily together in a big house for seven days. Actually we had plenty of room, there were many things to do, and we like being together. We had some wonderful meals together, lots of good conversation, and three…
A few photographs capture the memory of a day of being out and about in the wine country of Michigan. Everyone gets to be a child again while on vacation. We will not forget the time spent at Bumbelberry Acres picking blueberrys, and the visit to the petting zoo. We heard the story of…
Heard this tune played on the radio yesterday, I’ve heard it many times before. This time it rocked me, “knocked me out”. That’s an expression of the impact of a tune and lyric on my sense of space and time. Music can do that. It’s a matter of serendipity of timing: the right time…
Mother’s Day becomes more important to me as the years pass. Thanksgiving and Mother’s Day are my top contenders for excellent holidays. Those are solitary days dedicated to showing gratitude. Both holidays stand as reminders of how much of my life depends upon the good graces of others, acts of kindness, of solicitude that…
In Japan many homes have a feature that is called in direct translation, a god-shelf, or kami-dana in Japanese. This feature, a wooden shelf placed in a wall niche, is used for placement of pictures of the deceased, and on occasion a burning candle, and food offering. I thought this odd when I lived…
Comment was made in the course of our discussion of the Iliad, of the great cultural differences in the late-bronze age status of women, and that of our own time, three millennia in the future. Consider the character of Briseis, taken and given as a spoil of war to Achilles consequent to the razing…
