Nuggets
It is necessary to write, if the days are not to slip emptily by. How else, indeed, to clap the net over the butterfly of the moment? For the moment passes, it is forgotten; the mood is gone; life itself is gone. That is where the writer scores over his fellows: he catches the changes of his mind on the hop.
Family
Bib #1451
Miles (bib #1451) ran a 5k this morning in 29 minutes 9 seconds. The photo is at about the halfway mark. This 5k is in memory of a 10-year-old boy who died of leukemia. The […]
Gravy
A few weeks back, Oliver, Stella, and Miles were with us for breakfast. I told them about how much my mother liked gravy. That got us started. The first was … syrup is gravy for […]
Mandate: Stay at Home
One week after the initial explosion from Mt St Helens in May 1980, geologists predicted another eruption was imminent. Given the direction of the wind that morning, the Thurston County Sheriff announced a shutdown until […]
Streaker
I can finally announce that I’m a streaker. No, I’m not 45 years late in showing up for the streaking I witnessed in the mid 1970s. This is the 2019 Runner’s World Run Streak, a […]
Eight Years Ago Today
Exactly eight years ago today I received a telephone call from my daughter Karla. “Our pediatrician told me to immediately take Oliver to the ER at Children’s Mercy Hospital,” Karla said. “They checked Oliver’s blood […]
After the Funeral—Financial Steps for a Widowed Spouse
I stepped from the platform to the space at the head of the center aisle. Before leading the congregation in the pastoral prayer, I invited Edith to join me at the front. Just days before, […]
Christmas Quilts for the Grandkids
In mid-summer 2017, Judi and I started working on twin-size quilts for our grandchildren. Here they are.