Category: Reflections
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A Glimpse of God’s Love
Last Saturday, Mim and I tried to drive to Chicago, normally about a two and a half hour drive, for a memorial service. Unfortunately, we got only as far as the distant northwest suburbs before we decided to turn around and go home. Although the weather forecast for Chicago was to get only 1 to […]
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Is It Over Yet?
Thanksgiving. Is it over yet? There are two parts to the word. THANKS: I think we did that last Thursday. And today is GIVING Tuesday. So we’re finishing up with THANKS-GIVING today. Good. It’s not over yet. I still have time to blog about “Thanksgiving.” I spent the first and third weeks of November this […]
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Multi-Purpose Melodies
When I was in eighth grade, our English teacher gave us the assignment to celebrate National Library Week by writing a poem about books. In general, I was a good student, and I liked to write. But I didn’t (and still don’t) like to write poetry. I complained to my mom about the stupid assignment, […]
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Peace – Let It Begin with Me
“Hey, Mom.” My dog Floey came ambling over to me as I sat at my desk. “Good morning, Floey. What’s up?” I replied. “I just saw on TV that it’s supposed to be as hot and humid today as it was yesterday. Do we have to go on any long walks today? I’d rather stay […]
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Your Perspective?
Yesterday morning my dog Floey and I went for a long walk and a long talk. It was already a hot day, but I figured if we walked on country roads rather than sidewalks, we might catch a little breeze. I was right. As soon as we turned off Water Street onto Highland Drive the […]
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What Can I Do?
That question has been on my mind every day for the past couple weeks as I have watched the news from our southern border. And I know I’m not alone. A few days ago one of my Facebook friends wrote, “I just keep giving because I don’t know what else to do beyond contact my […]
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A Tree, a 100-Year-Old Friend, and Lots of Memories
Twenty-six years ago Mim and I left Chicago to move back to the family farmhouse in Wisconsin – the farm where I had grown up, also where my mom had grown up and lived almost her whole life. My brother re-modeled the farmhouse for us to make it our perfect home – doubling the square […]