Having not written a blog for an amazing four days I find myself hesitant to put finger to keyboard. Where to begin ? I went to my sons house in Oneonta New York for a real Hallmark holiday. It was… Continue reading

I’ve been hearing that familiar phrase for a few weeks already. Merry Christmas. I got to wondering why Merry Christmas and happy everything else ? Why can’t we have a merry birthday or Thanksgiving. Turns out many of us do.… Continue reading

The narrow, slightly warped boards on the floor creaked as you walked. There was no shine to this floor, no discernible finish at all, just swept clean wood. As you walked down the aisles you were surrounded. On each side… Continue reading

I have often thought it would be wonderful to have a Hallmark holiday. You know what I mean. Relatives flying in from all over the country. Arriving a day ahead of time and staying in their old bedrooms or bunking… Continue reading

Mine was a small world. I didn’t know that at the time, those living in that world seldom do, but it has taken years to realize just how small it really was. The farthest reaches of that world was twenty… Continue reading

We had a book signing last evening at the Greensboro Historical Society Museum. The Society has published a book we titled Bygone Images of Greensboro and as the name implies it is a collection of photographs dating back to the… Continue reading

Once again I turn on the news to hear about a disgraced congressman. This time it is Florida congressman Trey Radel. Arrested for purchasing cocaine , there is no doubt about his guilt. He has already faced a judge and… Continue reading

I was a member of St. Luke’s Episcopal church throughout my childhood. It is the church I was baptized in and took my first communion. I was a member of the junior choir and went on to serve as an… Continue reading

Living on the eastern end of Long Island I had access to the bay as well as the ocean. I took that for granted. There is a lake in Montauk and I had seen it a few times, but wasn’t… Continue reading

I lived on the edge of Northwest woods growing up. There wasn’t many kids close by to play with and so I found ways of entertaining myself. Across the main road, Springy Banks Road, was a small patch of land.… Continue reading